Brooklyn
Next Morning
"Brookie, are you gonna eat"? Malaysia asked making me shake my head.
I've been in my room since yesterday. I didn't have class today so I was lucky. I didn't feel like going anywhere anyway. I just wanna lay in my bed and cry. That's all I did, pretty much.
"Well, can you at least turn Tink off? She's kinda depressing me". She asked making me nod.
"Sorry".
She sighed, "look Brooklyn. I know your feelings hurt. So you need to boss up on that nigga. Get up, take a shower and do something productive. I'm tired of you laying here all alone".
"I don't wanna though". I whined pulling the covers over my head.
"I don't give a fuck. Get up and do something productive girl. Tasha nor Cameryn is here. I have class in 15 minutes, and when I come back, you better not be in bed, or else".
I sighed, "Fine"!
"Thanks bae, love you". She said giving me a hug.
I gave her a forced smile as she left. I guess she's right. I need to do something more productive. I grabbed my phone wiping my tears. I'm not about to cry over this boy.
I scrolled through my contacts. As I passed Kashari name, I deleted his number. I didn't wanna ever speak to him again. I only wanna have fun and forget about him. Hopefully there's someone out there for me.
I didn't have anyone to hang out with, but Amari. The only thing is, she's gonna wanna bring Bakari. I kinda wanted a girl's day. If I tell her what happened it's just like telling the world. That's how come Bakari found out about me and Khalil.
I stared at Jay'Shaun contact. We haven't been talking since we've been here. I don't wanna seem like I've changed. I'm just same old Brooklyn. So, I decided to call him.
"Wassup Brooke"? He said answering the phone.
"Jay, where you at"? I questioned getting up from my bed.
"In my bed, bored ass hell. Why"?
"You need to do something productive. So I'm on my way to get you. I'll be there in an hour". I said going into my bathroom.
"Why you gotta come get me? Why can't I come get you"? He laughed.
"Cause, I called". I smiled into the phone.
"Aight, bet. I'll be waiting outside my door".
"Okay, bye. Love you"! I said before hanging up the phone.
I turned on the shower hopping in. Malaysia is right, do something productive.
Aaliyah
I walked down the hallway yawning. I rubbed my belly cooing. I was 2 months pregnant and I was excited. The only problem was, Kashari won't answer his phone. It's his baby, but he cut me off.
I know he ain't the only one I slept with, but I can feel it's his baby. If he would just answer the phone and stop doing extra shit, then hell know I'm pregnant. I heard him and Brooklyn got a lil fling going on. I don't care anymore, I have a new man. I'm happy for them actually if you'd ask me.
