New character, Laylani in the media.

It look like we in love, but only on camera. - Drake

RESHAWD

I turn around and bump into somebody, making me drop my crutches and fall. "I'm so sorry." a tall, dark brown skinned Jamaican girl with long purple and black box braids says in a thick accent, helping me up and helping me on my crutches. I push her. "Damn, bitch! Watch where your nappy head ass going!" I snap at her. "Fuck you, naked mole rat looking ass!" she snaps back, looking at me like she ready to pop off. My eyes widen. No girl has ever talked crazy to me without showing fear until now.

"Apparently you don't know who I am." I say. "I don't care who your ugly ass is, so your point is?" she asks. "My point is I'll fuckin' shoot you." I say. "Shoot me? I'll square up with you and fight you like I'm a nigga, bwoy." she says. I laugh. "You real cute but you don't stand a chance." I say. She punches me in my face. "Let's go, batty bwoy." she says, squaring up and smirking at me.

I grip a hand full of her braids then slam her into the wall. "Quit fuckin' with me." I say. She laughs then pushes me away. "What's your name anyways?" she asks. "Are you like, bi polar? You just tried to fight me, now you wanna get to know me?" I ask. She smacks her lips. "Bwoy, I just asked what your name is. I'm not trying to know you, I don't care enough." she says, shrugging her shoulders. I laugh. "Aight... my name Cleotis Leon Jackson, what about you?" I ask. She busts out laughing. "What the hell, who named you?" she asks, making me laugh at how blunt she is.

"What's wrong with my name, ma?" I ask. "That shit sounds like one of your ancestors named you." she says. I chuckle. "Aight, what's yours?" I ask. "Martha Ann Brewer." she says. We sit against the wall, laughing our asses off. "Okay, cut the bullshit. My name Reshawd, what's yours, for real this time?" I ask. "Laylani." she answers. I nod my head then thump the hoop nose ring she has. "What did you do that for, ugly?" she asks. "Because I can, ugly." I answer.

She lightly kicks my leg cast then glances at the scar on my neck. "What happened to you?" she asks. "I got shot in my neck and leg." I answer. She busts out laughing. "Somebody made your body flip. They fucked you up! " she exclaims, still laughing.

I shake my head, laughing. "Fuck you. How you gone laugh at that? You cold-hearted." I say. She laughs. "I'm sorry, it's just... I don't know." she says, laughing even harder. I shake my head, chuckling. "Man, shut up. What you in the hospital for?" I ask. "My cousin got her head busted with a beer bottle and went unconscious." she says, laughing and showing me a video of a girl get knocked out with a corona bottle. She fast forwards it then falls out laughing at her cousin on the ground with a huge gash on her head. I look at her funny. "Yo, you think it's funny?" I ask in disbelief. She nods her head in tears laughing. "She never should've fucked that girl's boyfriend. Look at how she flipped two times though." she says, rewinding and dying laughing. I laugh, shaking my head. "Yet, they say I'm a heartless person." I mumble.

She goes to the camera. "Smile, ugly." she says. I throw my middle finger up for the camera as she smiles. She takes a picture of us laughing then takes one of her kissing my cheek with my face scrunched up. "Ooh, we twinning!" she exclaims, taking a picture of her holding my hand over our matching KD's. "Why you taking so many pictures?" I ask while she plays in my hair that I've grown back down my back over the months. "Your hair smells like margaritas." she says, taking a silly ass picture of her pretending to have a mustache, using my hair to put above her mouth. "Let's take a regular one." she says. I wrap my arm around her shoulder then smile. I kiss her cheek for the camera. She laughs. "Come on, let's kiss for the gram." she says. I raise my eyebrow. "Slow ya roll, ion kiss hoes." I say. She balls her fist up then punches me. "I'm no hoe, I have you to know." she says. I rub my chest. "Dang, come here you fucking abusive ass girl." I say, pecking her lips while she takes the picture. I wipe my mouth. "Your lips taste like kiwi." I say. "Taste good, right?" she asks. "Hell naw, I'm allergic." I say. She raises her eyebrow. "Cool, I can't wait to see your allergic reaction." she excitedly says, smiling and clapping. She is fuckin' crazy.

I shake my head. "Fuck you. Why you wanna take so many pictures though?" I ask. She shrugs her shoulders. "Because you're so much fun. I feel like I've been knowing you for a long time and I can tell you'll be in my life for a while." she says. "How you figure?" I ask. "I don't know, I just got a good feeling." she says, doing some type of happy dance. This girl is fucking weird but cool as shit and I never chill like this.

"What's your instagram?" she asks. "It's @ShawdFuckedYoGranny." I answer. She looks at me funny. "Why?" she asks. "Cause I like my bitches with gray hair and saggy tits cause they don't have teeth and they can suck a mean dıck cause they snaggle toothed when they take them fake ass teeth out." I answer, making her laugh her ass off.

"You so dumb." she laughs, typing. My phone lights up. I unlock it then go to her instagram. "@YourFavoriteIslandGirl, huh?" I ask, smirking at her username. "What's wrong with it?" she asks. "It's shitty." I lie. I actually like it but I'm not admitting it.

She rolls her eyes. I look at the video collage she made of us and listen to the song she chose. "Why'd you choose No Matter What By: Future?" I ask. "Because I feel like nothing will be able to seperate us." she answers. I shrug my shoulders then look at the caption. "I don't know what it is about this American bwoy but he is fucking amazing. I feel like we'll be cool for life, Omg! Something about him..." I read, then smirk at all the emojis she used.

"You must like me?" I ask. "I don't even know you." she says. I chuckle. "Good, cause you ugly as fuck to me." I say. "What?" she asks. "You heard me. You ugly as hell." I say. She raises her eyebrow. "My feelings supposed to be hurt, you batty bwoy? You look like a fucking hashbrown, dry skin ass." she says.

My phone starts ringing, stopping me from saying my smart remark I had for her. I answer. "Sup Delila?" I ask. I haven't talked to my best friend in a while. "You the worse best friend in the world, Reshawd. You said you was gone help get over our baby's death with me but you ignore my calls and texts." she says. "My bad, Delila. Imma make it up to you." I say. "How? Plus, you don't even have time for me and I finally know why. I saw the lil bitch you chilling with on your instagram. You got a girlfriend and you abandoned me for her." she says. "Look, that ain't true. I just met her." I say. "Quit lying to me, nigga. You don't kiss a damn stranger and get all cuddled up with a fucking stranger." she says. "Well, I did, aight? Chill out, I have no reason to lie to yo ass no way. I just met the girl. Those are only pictures. What, you going by what you see on camera? You don't know what happened behind the scenes." I say. "Reshawd, you look like you in love with her ass so the fuck you mean?" she screams. I blow. "I don't fucking love, like, or wanna be with her! They are pictures, nothing more! Hell you jumping to conclusions for? Wait, why I'm explaining myself? We not together!" I snap at her. "I can't stand you." she says. I sigh. "Delila, I care about you but you been like a homie since forever, mane." I say. "You can't just take my virginity then act like that." she mumbles. "Look, we only fifteen. I have no time for commitment." I say. "Yeah, okay." she says. "Yeah... listen, I gotta call you back." I say. "Don't worry bout it. We fucking through. Don't text me, call me delete my number." she says. "Fuck it." I say, then hang up. Truth is, I care but I don't feel the need to make it known because either way it goes, I just got cut off.

"Girlfriend?" Laylani asks. "Nah." I answer. Still a lil mad. "Come on, let's go to the beach or something." she says, standing. I shake my head no. "Nah... I need some time alone." I say, thinking about Delila. It's like I can never keep the happiness in my life together.

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