Babyboy

Chapter Five

Tyrell

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Emmanuel asked when I walked in the kitchen. After driving around all last night trying to keep myself from cursing Bassir out I ended up at his house. No fucking body was home so I drove back home and went to sleep.

I've been up all night thinking about this one nigga. I ain't never been pressed over a bitch so to be pressed over a nigga is mind blowing to me. I can't possibly want to be with him even though that's what every fiber in my being is telling me.

"Nothing nigga leave me alone. All in my shit like you the damn cops." He flipped me off walking away. I'm not in the mood for his shit. I got class anyway and I'm ready to curse Bassir out. I tucked my gun in my pants and left out.

I got to class before everybody else. Bassir hadn't even come in yet. He still wasn't here when people started rolling in. That's not like him.

"Hey I'm surprised you're here on time you usually come in late as hell." A random nigga in class said to me. I glared at him. Fuck is he talking to me for.

"Hi I'm the substitute for today." A short lady said walking in. "Mr. Matthews is out but will be back soon." She was a good looking lady but the fact he was not here today only added to my anger. Fuck this shit I could be doing better shit than sitting around waiting for an asshole. I got up and walked out. She tried to call me back but I wasn't listening.

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I called Luck so we could go over some new hires. Since he's coming I should be expecting Star. They have been getting close but haven't had sex and won't make it official. It's always some shit with them. Always a show of who's more dominant and I think that's why they haven't fucked yet.

"You got food? I'm hungry." Luck said as soon as he entered. I was at my home office because I couldn't stand being around people right now. Anybody but Luck would annoy me into shooting them.

"First of all nigga you not gon walk in my house and not say 'Hi' second you don't live here, you don't eat here." He plopped next to me and pouted.

"Please. Star is starving me at his house. All that man eats is vegetables and fruit like a rabbit."

"Nobody told you to stay at his house or even go with him." He groaned.

"What's wrong with eating right. You guys eat like cavemen, all that meat is not healthy." Star walked in and sat on the chair across from the couch.

"Don't play like you don't eat meat." Luck had a smile on his face. They are already being nasty.

"Okay if y'all gon be here and be nasty y'all gotta get the fuck out." They frowned at each other then back at me.

"What's wrong with you?" Star asked with his thick accent. It was hard to understand his ass sometimes which just added to my annoyance.

"Yeah you acting like you got a stick in yo ass."

"Fuck you." I sat back with a glare.

"It'll help if you talk about it Tyrell." I looked over at him and sighed. I need to vent anyway so I told them about Bassir and my conflicting emotions.

"So to sum it all up I'm confused and don't understand why I feel like I wanna kill him but also protect him." They nodded before they started to think.

"We told you to fuck him the first time you ranted about him." Luck shook his head.

"Nigga I'm not gay." We all went quiet after that.

"Okay I got it. You like him." Luck was the first to speak.

"No the fuck I don't." I spoke as soon as he said it. I don't like no fucking man I'm not gay. Fuck outta here.