This story is about 16 year old Kentrell Gaulden and 15 year old Javen Scott. Both recently moved to Atlanta, Georgia due to personal problems. They meet at school and become best friends along with some of Kentrell's fellow friends from where he pr...
Nia- *chuckles* ok, so Iyanna Mayweather named her baby Kentrell Jr? Out of all the names in this world she chose for him to be a Jr? Ok 😂🤚🏾still love her though 😭💕 (hate when mamas name there kids after they daddy 💀💯) EXCUSE ANY MISTAKES — October 19, 2019 10:10 p.m Houston, Texas Javen Khari Scott
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I slowly winded my hips as I rode Kentrell and he gripped my waist tightly. It was about to be his birthday in a few hours. He told me he didn't want anything nor did he want to do anything. It made me upset because I could easily put something together for him, which I eventually was. I really wanted to talk to him about something though but I was nervous.
"You Ight?" He asked and I looked down at him. I honestly wasn't feeling this anymore, I turned myself off by thinking too much. But also because I started getting this feeling. It felt like a weight on my chest and I could barley breathe.
"Javen are you ok?" Blood dripped from my nose onto Kentrell's stomach. I looked at him as he sat up.
"Jay....." I got off of him running to the bathroom. I immediately started to throw up in the toilet, blood was all I was throwing up. It was so dark too, creepy.
"Jay, you need to go to the hospital?" When I was finished I just laid on the floor, I threw up so much blood that I was weak.
Kentrell picked me up laying me down on the bed. I was so cold now.
"Kentrell it's cold." I said and he nodded putting clothes on my body. He made sure to put something warm on me. I watched him skip on some clothes getting his phone to call somebody.
I ran my fingers through my hair and nothing came out in my hands. I stared to cough harshly so I covered my mouth. I looked at my hand seeing nothing but blood.
I used all my strength to sit up, I went in the bathroom washing my hands. I washed my mouth out looking at myself in the mirror.
I closed my eyes, I seriously felt like I was dying slowly. The pain I was feeling brought me down to my knees.
"Kentrell!" I screamed.
"Javen!" I blinked a few times before looking down at Kentrell. He sat up with his back against the headboard, I was straddling his lap.
"What happened?"
"I should be asking you. I been calling your name and you just been staring out into space." He chuckled.
"Oh I'm sorry, I don't know I just zoned out." He nodded, my chest had started hurting a little and I just thought the worst, I thought I had cancer again. But I didn't and hoped it never came back.
"So back to what we were talking about, are you sure there's nothing you want to do for your birthday?"
"I'm sure but what I want to do you probably won't be down for." He said.
