Stepbrother // NBA Youngboy

WHAT??✋🏾😭

Brianna Royale

"Dad what do you mean we're moving?" I asked scrunching up my eyebrows at how suddenly this came up.

"I meant what I said" he said crossing his arms.

"This is some bullshit" I mumbled under my breath.

"Watch yo damn mouth" he said pointing in my face. "But you just- ugh never mind" I groaned stomping upstairs slamming my room door.

I plopped down onto my bed holding onto my soft pillow. I can't leave Brooklyn. I've been here all my life and I sure as hell don't wanna leave my city for some old ass country Louisiana.

He said he found someone new but mom only died 7 months ago. How can you move on that fast? Is that even possible.

I sighed getting up to pack all of my things. He said that we were leaving tomorrow morning but just told me about this today.

"Are you packing Bri?" He yelled from his room.

"Yea" I replied back putting the last bit of accessories into my bag before getting started on my actual clothes.

It felt as if I had been packing for hours and I couldn't take it anymore. My phone then started ringing.

It was my boyfriend Polo. "Hey bae" He spoke into the camera smiling. I sighed frowning at how I forgot to tell him that I was moving.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a concerned look on his face. A tear slipped out of my eye.

"I'm moving Polo" I said with my voice cracking a little. "What? Where? When?" He asked shaking his head.

"Tomorrow morning and to Baton Rouge Lousiana" I mumbled. "That's like 1000 miles away and I don't do long distance relationships" he admitted making me scrunch my face up.

"Nigga what... so you're breaking up with me?" I asked him. "I mean yea I need to be able to have a girlfriend I can hold and kiss on" he said looking at the camera.

"Bye Polo" I said before hanging up the phone and putting it back on the charger. I'm not even gonna lie that shit hurt. We had been together for 2 years going on 3 and now it's all gone. And I swear to god if there is no cute niggas in BR I'm walking my ass back to Brooklyn.

The next morning....

"You got all your stuff in the car?" My dad asked me as I got into the passenger seat connecting my AirPods to my Yellow iPhone XR.

I just nodded my head not saying anything because I was still a little bummed out about Polo and how he could be so selfish. But it's fine his dick wasn't that big anyway.

I strapped my seatbelt in as my dad did the same before driving off. 

I played the song "Handle it" by Anne Marie before slowly drifting off to sleep. This gone be a long ass trip.