Instagram was filled with females he didn't know who were constantly making comments about him, even though he only had four pictures. Two of them were with Kia, but they didn't care. The went in on how she didn't deserve a man like him. They also weren't shy about what they would do if they had him, and how Kia was lacking in the looks department. Some of the females that hit him up were bad as hell. He just didn't fuck with too many people, so he didn't pay them any attention.
Right in the middle of checking a message from a shorty he actually considered responding to, Yami called and he laughed. It was like perfect timing, as if she sensed he was about to be up to no good.
“Damn, shorty, you must have read my mind. I was just sitting here thinking you needed to call me soon because I need to see you.”
Yami blushed. “I’m walking into my last class right now, so you can be here in an hour and I’ll meet you in front of the student union .”
“I’ight, bet. I can do that, but you can skip that shit if you want, and I’ll come now.”
She laughed. “I can't do that. It's one hour, I think you’ll survive.”
“Shit, you never know. I’m already going through withdrawals.” Yami could hear the playfulness in his voice, and it did something to her. She missed him too, but school was a priority that she wasn't about to change for any man. Not even Miego.
“Bye, one hour,” she said firmly and then hung up.
Miego laughed at the fact that she hung up so he couldn’t respond. That was one of his moves, so he sent her a text.
You owe me for hanging up on me, shorty. We’ll discuss what you owe when I see you.
Not even a minute later, she responded.
Good luck trying to get me to pay up.
Miego stood and slid his phone into his pocket before he headed back to check on his sister.
“Yo, I have to pick Yami up in an hour. What time is your class?”
“Three, I already texted Renz and he’s coming to pick me up.” Yanna didn't bother looking up at him.
“I’ight, well hit me up if you need me to get you later. You know I got you.”
“Man, please, didn’t you just say you about to pick Yami up? I don't plan on seeing you anytime soon.”
“See, there you go with that bullshit. We’re just chillin’ and you know me better than that. Family first, Yanna. Don't play me like some punk.
“I’m not, but I’m good. For real. Do your thing, but I promise you if she gets you caught up, I'm getting in her shit.”
Miego chuckled then left her to get his keys and wallet. He planned to run by the store and then head to meet her, but then he fell back for a minute. He wanted to make sure he didn't show up late, but he also didn't want to get played by showing up too early, so he stretched out on his bed and chilled a little longer.
*****
“What are you doing here?” Yami looked at Black, who was leaning against his car, and then toward the street that led to the entrance of the student union building.
She prayed that Miego didn't show up while Black was there because she had a feeling that he would have no issues whatsoever fronting him, and that was a problem she didn't need. Black was cocky, but so was Miego. They were similar in a lot of ways, but Miego had a calm spirit under his arrogance. She could feel it. Black was, well he was just Black.
“The fuck you mean what am I doing here? I can come see my girl, right? And don't your ass need a ride home from school?” Yami surveyed his expression, trying to read his mood. He didn't really seem mad, but he wasn't smiling either.
“I’m not your girl, Black, and I haven't been in a long time,” Yami said, again letting her eyes search for Miego’s car.
“You looking for somebody?” Black looked right at her and then in the direction he had seen her eyes move. “’Cause I know Yaz is at work, so who you waiting on, Yami?”
“None of your business,” she snapped, not really knowing why. Thinking about Miego gave her a confidence that she hadn't had in a while.
Black chuckled before he removed his solid frame from his car and snatched her by the elbow. “Let’s go.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you.” Yami pulled away and instantly regretted it when she noticed the look on Black's face.
He reached for his face and rubbed his chin before he, looked down at her and spoke calmly. “Get your ass in this muthafucking car before I embarrass you out here. You know I will, so try me if you want, Yami. Get in the gotdamn car.” He didn't say another word, he just walked around to the driver’s side, got in, and waited.
Yami looked around, praying that Miego would show up. She had gotten out of class fifteen minutes early, so she knew it would likely be a few more minutes before he got there, but only if he was early. She thought about stalling, but Black was serious, so with no other options, she relented and got in his car. He pulled away from the curb, driving like a maniac, so she knew it was about to go down.