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- 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐳𝐚𝐜
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"Who the fuck." I mumbled as my phone rung waking me out of my sleep.
I squinted looking at it confused as I sat up.
𝐅𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐧
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"Hello?"
"Come unlock your door." He said making me throw the covers off of me as I hung up throwing my phone somewhere on the bed.
I got out of the bed and turned on my bedroom light, I turned on the hallway light as I walked down it.
Once I got to the front door I opened it seeing him standing there looking at the ground.
He looked up at me and I could see the bags under his eyes, I frowned as he walked inside and I closed and locked the door back.
"What's wrong?" I asked him as he shook his head, "None." He mumbled as I eyed him.
"Come on." I told him as I walked past him going back to my room, I could hear his footsteps following behind me.
I walked inside and got into the bed sitting up watching him as he took his hoodie off and took his jeans off leaving him shirtless in some basketball shorts.
He got into the bed with me and I laid there for a second before I glanced over at him seeing him already staring at me.
I reached across him to grab my phone and he moved me onto his lap so that I was straddling him before he looked up at me.
I bit my lip before I looked at his face looking at how exhausted he looked.
"What's wrong?" I asked him again making him shake his head.
"None, I jus' wanted to see you."
"Stop lyin', when the last time you been to sleep? You look so tired." I mumbled as he looked away from me before he shrugged.
"Like two nights ago." He said as I looked at him shocked, "Why you ain't been sleep? You been up wit' yo' friends?" I asked making him shake his head.
"Nah, I be in my room while they do they shit. I just ain't been sleepy."
"You lying."
"So." He mumbled looking away from me and at the ceiling.
I mugged him before I went to get up and he held me down chuckling, "Chill out, I'm playin'."
"Be forreal Fazon." I told him as he smacked his lips, "I'm good g, I jus' ain't been sleepin' and shit. You don't needa' worry 'bout me and all the fucked up shit goin' on wit' me." He said making me smack my lips.
"I'm only worryin' 'cause you won't tell me. Just tell me what's wrong and I'll leave it alone." I shrugged as he stared at me.
"Everytime I go to sleep I have dreams 'bout me dyin' and shit. Ion know what the fuck wrong wit' me bruh. Everytime I get ready to go to sleep all I can think about is dyin'. Ian even scared or none, but this shit fuckin' wit' my head." He explained staring at the ceiling the whole time and I bit my lip as I stared at him.
