The Wrong Twin

Part Eight

Madison Pov
I wake up in the morning with a wide smile on my face. Shawn kissed me and I liked it.
His lips were soft and plump.
His smell was intoxicating.

Quincy Pov
I dribble the basketball in my rough yet smooth hand.
One two three
One two three
Shoot

I shoot the basketball in the old broken down rim.
Basketball has always kept me calm when my mind was against me.

The mind is a powerful thing when you think about it.
The mind can be your greatest advantage or your greatest weakness.
What is controlling my mind now?
Love? Lust? Craves? Desires? Regret?

"Niggas should know by now, I don't play about mine.."
I regret my overreaction with Shawn.
If he tells Madison she's going to be upset with me.

Do I fully regret it?
Truth be told no.
Like I said the mind can be a powerful thing.

Madison Pov
I've been checking my phone since this morning and Shawn hasn't texted me good morning.
In fact, he didn't text me anything.

Was the kiss awful? Maybe he could tell how inexperienced I was?
Did I accidentally moan another man's name?

Okay perhaps I have been watching too much soap operas with Shyla. Seriously what is his deal?
I shrug it off and walk to the basketball court to meet Shyla.

Most Saturday's we go to the court, because Raheem is there playing with his homeboys. Sports have to be the most uninteresting thing ever created. I still go to games to support my friends, but it's extremely boring.

I see Shyla sitting on the bench with a bright red puffer coat on.
"Hey hey" I say as I walk up to her.
"Hey babe! I thought I was going to have to drag you out of that funky room of yours."
"Girl bye."
"Seriously what took you so long?" She questions.

"Well" I start to say but seeing Shawn walk into the park stops me.
I wait for him to notice me, but he completely avoids eye contact.

Oh so he's going to pretend as if we didn't swap salvia? As if our tongues didn't dance? Ok, bet.

Being bold I call Raheem over.
Shyla looks over at me curiously.
I whisper in his ear.
He smirks and brings over one of his homeboys.
With a giddy smile I ask his friend for his Instagram.

Isn't that how an instagram relationship starts?
I think we go together real bad.

Quincy Pov
Shawn approaches me and gives me the money that he owed me.
We start talking about the upcoming basketball game, but he stops responding.

I look at what has his attention in the further right direction and it's Madison.
I'm shocked to see that she's outside. She's usually in the house reading or cooking.

I almost don't notice the guy in her face. Almost..
Why is she talking to him? Who is he? I haven't see him around this neighborhood before.

Shawn mugs me and says "I thought you said she was getting over a relationship with her ex boyfriend. That nigga looks new."
"She's probably trying to make him jealous" I quickly respond.

Shawn daps me up and said "I'm see you, but I didn't know little Maddy was like that. I guess things changed."
"Aight I'm see you man."

That was kind of corny of me, but I need Shawn to leave her alone.
I keep convincing myself that I'm doing this to protect her from Shawn's trifling ways.
I think I need to be protecting her from me.
The man who wants her, but can't have her.
So is this my way of saying no one else can have her as well?

Raheem Pov
I see little Maddy is trying to spit some game.
I smirk as my homeboy is eating up every word she says.
Pussy boy.

I glance over at Shyla and my smirk drops.
Shyla works my nerves.
She's so beautiful and difficult.
I'm still tight that she beat me with her ugg boot then had the audacity to play single after.

"Shyla let me speak to you real quick."
"I'm busy" she says.
"Don't make me act up. Come on bro" I say annoyed.
"Ok whatever, wassup?"

I grab her wrist and pull her up.
We walk to the other side of the court.

"So wassup we back together or what? I have a game coming up and I want you to be there."
"Well you can invite that bird brain that was in your face. I don't know why you're asking me."
"Bro you're always on that shit bro. Bro what bird? Mamas? I didn't even touch that bitch."

"See niggas always telling on themselves, because I didn't even give you a name yet" she laughs.
"Get the fuck away from me, before I slap the fuck out of you. How are you going get caught then still lie. Niggas are really trifling. Oh you piss me off!"
She angrily walks away.
I let her. Fuck it. Fuck her.

Do y'all like Raheem's Pov?
Who's your favorite character so far?
Sorry about the slow updates, but I'll be updating more often now. ❤️