Jodecy Devry|Tootie.
"I'M irritated." I mumbled looking at the side of Ameer's face. "Stupid bitch."
"What you looking at?" he asked looking over at me.
"Nothing." I said. "What's today Ameer?"
"November 12th." I stared at him as he stared back at me. "What?"
"Nothing bitch." I said rolling my eyes and getting up.
"Bro what's wrong with you?" he asked as I walked out his bedroom.
Nigga really forgot my birthday, stupid bitch.
"Don't say shit to me." I said, ain't nobody called me and told me happy birthday or nothing except for Pooter and my Papa.
"Why do you have a attitude, Jodecy? I don't understand." he said from his room as I stood in the kitchen eating on banana peppers.
"Stop talking to me!" I shouted back leaning over the counter. I looked at the time seeing it was going on 5 in the afternoon and nobody had called and told me happy birthday. "I'm so irritated." I said as my eyes watered.
"Yes Toot- what's wrong?" Pooter said.
"Nobody remembered my birthday." I said with tears coming from my eyes.
"It's okay, Toot. Stop crying." he said. "Ima come get you in a minute, okay? Get dressed we can go to dinner."
"Okay." I said sniffing hanging up.
"What are you crying for?" Ameer asked as I walked back in his room.
"Stop talking to me please." I said walking in the bathroom, I pulled my shirt off, looking at my six month pregnant stomach, with a slight pudge.
I didn't even look pregnant, just fat.
"Tootie." Ameer appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. "What's wrong?"
"You forgot my birthday, Ameer. My birthday is today." I said turning the shower on.
"Damn." he mumbled.
"Yeah, damn." I rolled my eyes wrapping my hair up, I'd just gotten it done. "Get out."
"Look, Toot, I'm sorry." he said.
"I don't really care anymore." I lied stepping into the shower.
"You wanna go to dinner?" he asked me as I grabbed my towel.
"No, my best friend is taking me to dinner. He's clearly the only person who gives a fuck about me." I said lathering my towel with my bar of soap.
"I gotta lot going on, Jode. I forgot, I'm sorry."
"I don't really care anymore, Ameer." I said hearing him sigh.
When I got out of the shower Ameer was gone and honestly I don't care, who forgets they girl friend birthday? Stupid, dumb bitch.
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General Fiction"baby i'm talking crazy i, need you right in my space." my works #3. #4 in urban story, 03/13/'20.