𝐎𝐧 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠 ᥫ᭡

XX

N'laisah Dior Olsen
Monroe, Louisiana

"Dee? You decent right?" I cover my eyes, walking into her apartment.

"That was one time. And Veah ain't even here." She says and I lift my hand from my eyes.

"U... look depressed." I brush away her crumbs and empty chip bags to sit down.

"I'm fine. You know where your sister is tho?" She asks.

"Aww, she ghosted you?" I rub her back.

"No. She's just dodging my calls and texts." I make a yikes face and she scratches her neck.

"I'll call her." I call Veah.

"Yea?" She answers lowly.

"U good Veah? I could drop by if you wanna talk." I walk away from Dee.

"I'll be fine."

"You don't wanna talk to Dee?" I whisper.

"I just wanna be alone for a while I don't have the energy to talk right now." She says and I nod like she can see me.

"Bye Veah, I'll come thru later."

"Youn need-" I hang up.

"What'd she say?" Dee asks with a 😟 face.

"She going through it right nie, she need some time." I say and she nods.

"What happened?"

"Our mom died."

"Oh shit, you okay?" She comes and hugs me.

"Uh, I'm- okay." I just give up trying to find a word for it.

"I think I might be bi." She says sitting back down.

I fake a shocked face 😲

"How'd you know?" I ask.

"Veah. We did some gay tingz and I liked it." She shrugs.

"I'm dating Amari." I blurt out.

She fakes a shocked face 😧

"When'd this happen?"

"Like.. recently."

I deadass forgot when they started dating 😕

"We ain't been out ina while." She scratches her head.

"Shole ain't." I nod.

"It wouldn't be no fun since we both kinda taken." She frowns.

"Getting drunk is always fun. Let's hit up the club." I stand up.

"Come back tonight to pick me up?" She asks and I agree.

I leave Dee's and go to Veah's. I unlock the door and it's dark as hell.

I open a blind and walk to her room. I walk right in, out of habit and turn on a light.

"Turn that shit off!" She says lifting her head up.

That's why yo mama de- oh shit that's my mama too 🙊

"Why I almost walked into a wall coming in this bitch? It's dark as fuck in hea, a bad bitch can't even see what's in front of her." I sit on her bed.

"You need yo hair redone." I look at her frizzy pop smoke braids.

"Youn even need to be here right now." She complains.

"Bit- whew, you testing me right nie." I lift up the covers and lay next to her.