☾° Compelled. ⌜ d. swing. ⌟

☾° › seven.

  「ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 1st, 1991.」

DᴇVᴀɴᴛᴇ DᴇGʀᴀᴛᴇ.

As soon as I sped from Zena's complex, I had my mind made up that I was about to go handle Lesane. Though, he hadn't done nothing to me directly and it was obvious in him fucking Faith that he wasn't after Zena, her attachment to him was enough to vex me. I had learned to control most of my heightened emotions. I never let myself get sad enough to fall into depression, never allowed myself to be overjoyed. But jealousy is the one feeling that I never learned to stabilize. And at the moment, I only saw green.

Before I even realized it, I was parked back in front of the house where Zena's party was held, but for what it's worth it was only a block away, if that. People were filing out the house one by one, I guess the argument that took place only a few minutes before had killed the parties vibe. Everyone leaving was good for me though. It was either that, or compel everybody in the party to forget what they were about to see. I waited a good amount of time for everyone to leave completely, about thirty minutes before I figured I could make my move. Getting out of the car, I jogged up to the door and I knocked on it before pushing the door open. Immediately getting Faith's attention who was now cleaning up the mess left in the house.

"DeVante, what are you doing here? Your friends left and—." I walked over and I pushed her to the side, causing her to kiss her teeth and crane her neck backward, parting her lips to say something smart before my head turned in her direction, the look in my eyes shut her up before she could even start.

"Where yo' lil' boyfriend at? I know he still here." I asked, turning to face her completely. Using the til of my tongue to restore moisture to my lips. She could tell in my vibe that I wasn't here for a friendly visit and I knew that was enough reason for her to lie for him. I wrapped my hand around the nape of her neck and I peered into her brown orbs, causing her body to tense up. I knew that under my compulsion she couldn't do anything but what I told her to do. "Call him out here." I demanded before I let her neck go.

"Lesane!" She yelled, her eyes still on me. "Can you come out here really quickly, please?" After she finished the task, I looked back at her and I nodded toward the door. Giving her a command to leave the house.

"Yeah, what's u—. Nigga, what you doin' here?" He spat at me as he boldly approached me, standing between Faith and I like he felt the need to become protective over her. He turned around to his lover and he verbalized the command I had given her earlier. She quickly shuffled toward the door which turned into a full sprint once she was outside. I chuckled and I shook my head at the fact that he really believed he was the reason she was leaving. Holding my hands up as a non-verbal symbol of surrendering.

"You can miss me with all that heat in ya chest. I just came over here to ask you to politely to step off Zena a little bit. I know y'all best friends, or whatever. But the shit unhealthy." I communicated with a small rise and fall of my shoulders.

"Unhealthy? Or you just threatened my nigga?" He asked, reaching up and rubbing his chin as his eyebrows furrowed and he let out a snark chuckle. "Look money, if I wanted Zena, I coulda had her a long time ago. You got her, B. Handle ya' girl."

"Fuck you mean?" I asked. I didn't even know if I was actually asking for further clarification or I was denying his claims myself.

"Just what the fuck I said! I don't want Zena and I never have. She really wanted me in the first place, she settled for you. Had me picking her up when she left your house. How that shit feel? To know you was the last choice?" He asked stepping closer to me, i could heat his heart thumping away in his chest and I wanted nothing more than to snatch it out and hand it to his bitch ass. My hands had now tensed up into fists at my side as I tried to regulate my raging temper that threatened to unleash on my girl's friend.