MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND

Store Run

Ciauna POV

I looked down at my phone to see that the group chat was clowning me for not wanting to go to the Freak-Nik tonight. I can't help that Stuff like that didn't excite me.

I shook my head, putting my phone on Do Not Disturb, facing it down.

They are always calling me lame because I would rather stay at home then go out and party.

I enjoy company but I like being able to enjoy my own company sometimes. I can't help that I like my peace.

I love being in my own space. Living a simple and soft life.

I just can't see myself living a chaotic one. I like my life just the way it is. I appreciate being able to actually rest when I want to without being pestered by others.

I just don't distract easily. I'm a home body and a snugly person at heart. I fall into silence in decent company.

I don't have to go out to have fun, we can party at the house. All I need is a couple of friends and some really good music to keep me happy.

"Ciauna," I heard my momma call my name.

"Huh," I hollered back?

"Don't huh me, bring your ass," she screamed with an attitude.

I walked in the kitchen leaning on the counter.

"What do you need," I asked smiling.

"I need you to drive to the corner store and buy some bread for the house real quick ," she demanded handing me a 20.

"Okay, where are your car keys," I asked?

"Right there on the table," she spoke grabbing the food out of the oven.

I grabbed the keys off of the table walking out of the door but not before grabbing my phone

I walked to the car, slowly getting in, starting the engine.

I hooked the aux up to my phone playing my favorite song, by Mariah the scientist, "Only Human."

It's just something about that song that speaks to me. I don't know if it's her voice or what. But I'm on that song real bad.

I know for a fact I play that song at least 100 times a day and I'm not even exaggerating.

I pulled off heading to the corner store.

*Boop*

*Boop*

I sped hitting the bumps in the road.

This shit don't make no sense.

They need to fix these damn roads. Bout to break my momma bumper.

"Raggedy ass roads," I whispered parking in front of the store.

I walked in the store observing my surroundings. Nothing out of norm. The place looked normal, though it was dead silent.

It was 3 people standing in line. I walked passed them grabbing a loaf of bread off of the shelf. I treaded to the back of the store to get me a soda.

As I was about to grab a sprite, I heard the store door opening. I looked back to see my brother Leel with some other dude.

What the hell is he doing here.

I grabbed my sprite walking to the counter standing in line.

"Can I get 25 on pump 3," Leel hollered throwing the money on the counter running out of the store.

His dumb ass ain't even see me.

"That was so rude," I thought crossing my legs holding my items.

Why would you just throw the money to the cashier like that?

And not only that, he literally just broke the line. Like he didn't see all these people standing right here. I shook my head looking straight to see the dude that Leel walked in with standing in line-in front of me.

"At least someone has some respect," I thought looking around.

I leaned to the right seeing 2 other people in front of him. This is outrageous. I'm not tryna be in this store all day.

I huffed lowly in distress

I guess he had heard me because he looked back mean mugging me.

What did I do to him? What the hell. I held my lips together trying not to laugh because why was that so random?

It took everything in me but I held it together. Lord knows I wanted to laugh so bad.

See that's my problem now, I'm always laughing at the wrong time.

I looked up seeing that the line moved up. I anxiously walked forward accidentally stepping on his heels.

Before I could apologize he turned around saying, "Damn, Can you watch where the fuck you going."

"I didn't try to step on your heel, no need to be an ass about it," I muttered reciprocating his energy.

"No need to be an ass about it, I paid 1000 dollars for these fucking shoes. Are you crazy," he asked screaming!?

I glanced down at his feet seeing some Rick owens.

"I don't care if you paid 1 million dollars for those ugly ass shoes, it's really not that serious," I responded annoyed.

"You know what, you got it," he said turning back around putting his items on the counter.

"I know I got it, the fuck," I muttered with my nose up in the air.

He grabbed his items, sending me a glare before walking out of the store.

"What a little bitch," I though putting my items on the counter.

Who do he think he is? Talking to me like that over them stanky ass shoes.

Dumb cunt

I grabbed my items walking out of the store. I rushed to-the car, getting in and speeding off.

This is the reason why I like staying at home. People like that irritates me.

They think their better than others because they have "money".

He's clearly materialistic. Spending 1000 dollars on some fucking shoes. What a disgrace.

I really do hate people like him. They make me so sick to my stomach. Believe they're entitled to everything.

I shook my head continuing to drive.

"The nerve of some people," I huffed parking in the driveway.

I wasted no time. Snatching up the plastic bag, rushing into the house.