Trae's POV
February 2016
(281)-523-7890: Trae? (2:01 pm)
Trae: who dis? (2:23 pm)
(281)-523-7890: Gabby... Can I see you? (2:24 pm)
Trae: Who? (2:25 pm)
(281)-523-7890: You playing? Gabby, the girl who lived next door to your cousin Kim... (2:27 pm)
Trae: Doesn't sound familiar. Sorry 😊 (2:29 pm)
(281)-523-7890: So you don't remember last summer and how you would come over when my dad left for work? I was just trying to see what's up, no need to act brand new. (2:30 pm)
Trae: 😂😂😂 doesn't sound familiar. I went over a lot of hoes houses LAST summer. Who gave you my number? (2:32 pm)
(281)-523-7890: oh for real? Well what about a few months ago. Kim gave me your number. (2:34 pm)
I stopped replying to shorty because I don't want anything to do with her. I said I didn't remember her, but I know exactly who she is. Last summer I would always go visit my cousins and she stayed next door to them. She was a sweet girl and I was trying to make her mine. I tried so hard to get with her and each time she turned me down. She said she wasn't into bad boys, but let me pipe her way too many times. A few months ago I went over my people house and she was right next door like always. Even though I was with Jakiyah at the time I had to hit her one last time. Now that I'm through with the cheating, I don't want anything to do with her. I gave her a chance and she didn't want to take it.
It's wild because she's been calling and texting me a lot lately. I didn't have her number saved, but she left voicemails telling me who she was. I ignored every last thing she sent. I swear, anytime I get in a relationship some old females pop up out of the blue. It must be the devil trying to tempt me, but I ain't going. Things been too good between me and Jakiyah to fuck it up.
Speaking of Jakiyah, as I walk up the basement steps I can hear her and my mother talking.
"Who told you to come over here uninvited?" I jokingly ask her.
"I wanted to surprise you. I haven't talked to you in two days." She gave me a big smile.
As I hugged Jay, my phone started to vibrate. I looked down to see it was Gabby. I pressed decline and slid my phone in my pocket. If she keep blowing me up I'm a really have to go off on this girl, better yet I'll just block her number because I don't have time to go back and forth with a female that ain't mine. I have enough arguing with Jay already. A little later I felt my phone vibrating again.
"You wanna go downstairs?" I asked Jakiyah as I still held on to her.
"Dang. Y'all don't ever wanna spend time upstairs." My mama said as she grabbed the house phone.
"We don't want you in our business Ma."
I walked down the basement steps with Jakiyah glued to my hip. Mane, I really hope this ain't that girl calling me again. Once we make it down the steps I pull out my phone to see two voicemails from her. Didn't she get the hint? I'm assuming not. Jakiyah laid her head on my lap and I tried to hide my phone from her. Even though I'm not stunting ole girl, I know Jay will get mad over any little thing.
"What you doing?" She looked up at me because I know I was looking focused as hell.
"Nothing. Just checking my missed calls." I told her.
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Chopped & Screwed
Teen FictionJakiyah (Juh-Kye-Uh)is a sweet and shy teen from Atlanta who just recently moved to Houston with her mother. She meets Trae(Trill Sammy), the troubled teen who's from the 3rd Ward Houston, TX also known as the Tre. Read to see what they get themselv...