"Nigga now I have to go to this Halloween party with the girl. I don't even like her on that level for real. She's cool and all but she not the one for me." I say into the phone.

I was talking to one of my homeboys back from Compton. His name is Bobby. We've been close since like fifth grade. I basically call him my brother.

"You did that to yourself and how you even know she ain't the one?" He responds.

"She's a blonde and that should tell you all you need to know." I answer.

"See I told you about fucking with them blonde girls. You just don't like to listen." Bobby says.

"Nigga you're not listening. I'm not fucking with the blonde one. I'm just going to the party with her. This whole conversation has been about some stupid ass crush that I developed for Maddy like two summers ago." I reply.

"Stupid? Remember when you had that crush on Alexa? And nigga I know I ain't the smartest but even I could point out how similar Maddy and Lex look. You got a type lil nigga." He says.

"Exactly, that gives me even more reasons to just get over the damn crush. We both know how that relationship ended. Maddy would just be Alexa all over again. Real niggas shouldn't have to deal with broken hearts but that was just a tragic situation." I say somewhat laughing at my own pain.

"You can't think every shawty is gon' do you like Lex. Didn't you say the girl got a man anyway? Just fuck with the blonde chick to make her mad or something." Bobby says.

"Ya know that just might work. You might be smart after all." I joke.

"Haha very funny." He fakes laughs.

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Here I was entering the party with Cassie on my arm. I'm not one for using people but I took what Bobby said into consideration and decided to go with it. We sat down at a table with all the other girls minus Maddy.

"Rue what the fuck is your costume?" I ask.

"I'm Marlene Dietrich." She answers like it was obvious.

I look at her blankly. "Who the fuck is that?"

"You've never seen the movie Morocco?" She asks.

"No and I've never heard of it either." I say.

"It came out in like 1930." Rue adds.

"No wonder. That was over 80 years ago. It's 2019 girl." I say.

"What are you then?" She asks.

"The greatest drug trafficking leader that the world has ever known. El Chapo. This outfit is what he wore when he got famously arrested in 2016. After escaping prison for the second time." I answer.

"Pablo Escobar does exist though." Kat says.

"Nah he's not as cool as Chapo though. Ya know it's been reported that he killed between 2,000 to 3,000 people. Such a cool ass dude. Besides he rocked the fuck out this mustache." I respond while pointing to the fake piece of hair on my face.

"Considering that you're a drug dealer, I think the costume is really good." Lexi said.

"Thank you Lexi. Bob Ross looks good on you." I reply.

"Oh but you know who that is." Rue mumbles.

"Everyone does." I say.

Everyone's eyes turn as the dude I hated the most walks in with the girl that I can't seem to stop thinking about.

"What the fuck is Maddy supposed to be?" Cassie asks cluelessly.

"Iris from the 1970 movie Taxi Driver. Basically a teen prostitute." I answer while staring at Maddy in awe.

I quickly break away before anyone can notice. I'm supposed to be getting over her. Not fall even harder. The only hard thing about this is that it's not working.

"But you know that movie." Rue chuckles.

I wave her off not paying her any mind. The toxic couple soon part ways and Maddy heads over here. I didn't make any eye contact with her but could sense that she was staring my way. Specifically at the fact that I had my arm wrapped around Cassie.

"Hey, I'm gonna go get us some drinks." I whisper to  Cassie.

I kissed her cheek just to rub it in Maddy's face. This might be more fun that I thought.

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Maddy's P.O.V

I walked into the party with Nate hovering over me. Honestly I didn't want to be near him right now. My mind has been clouded with thoughts of Y/N ever since I stayed over at her house. But it was this part of the conversation that played over and over.

"No one has ever called me pretty before."

"Weren't you in like beauty pageants though?" She asked.

"Yeah but that doesn't count. I was a little girl." I answered.

"So Nate doesn't call you pretty or beautiful? Ya know the things that you obviously are." She says.

"Nope." I reply.

"Gotta be fucking blind. He just don't know what he's missing. You deserve better." She admits.

Thats the moment I knew or at least had hope that she's different from Nate. Different from anything I've ever experienced before. If I was being honest with myself I knew I felt something for her.

I started getting this feeling a few summers ago. At first I didn't want to believe it. I chose to ignore it. The biggest factor being that she looks a lot like Rue and I didn't know the differences between them at the time. So to me it felt like having a crush on Rue.

But overtime I learned that they have two completely different personalities. I basically begged Rue to tell me all about Y/N. Indirectly of course. I couldn't have Rue telling Y/N that I feel some type of way about her. I didn't care about Rue telling me that she sold drugs, that she's this hardcore gangster from Compton. Although after knowing that, some of her tattoos and the way she talked started to make sense.

It was the way she treated the people she cared about. I liked that she was big on family. It showed she had a heart. That's what reeled me in.

But ever since that night at her house a few days ago she's been giving me the cold shoulder. Probably cause I dipped without saying a word. It was all Nate's fault. I wanted to stay. I wanted to be there when she woke up.

Nate came up with a plan that most would call elaborate for why I had the bruises on my neck. I knew Y/N knows why and I appreciate the fact that she hasn't spoken about it to anyone.

The thing I don't appreciate is her being all over Cassie. If I would've played my cards right then Cassie would be me. It's not even fair to say that I'm jealous of the position my best friend is in. I should be congratulating her for finding someone better than McKay.

But her someone is my someone.

Y/N left the table so I waited about a minute or two to excuse myself as well. I made it seem like I had to use the restroom. I walked in the kitchen and seen her making a drink.

"Hey Y/N." I say over the loud music and nervously approach her.

I've never been nervous before. I'm usually confident or at least try to be. But it's different when it comes to her. She not what I'm used to. She's not Nate. She's better.

"Hey Maddy." She replies dryly.

The dry attitude I deserved but it made it much harder for me to find my words. "I wanna apologize to you."

"For what?" She asks confused.

"For leaving you the way I did. I should've at least texted you and not ghost you like that. You basically saved my life and I ditched you." I say.

Y/N just shrugged. It looked like something was bothering her but she she just clears her throat to cover it up. "It's cool. It's not like you're my girl or anything. Besides you and daddy's boy seem to have patched things up so saving your life, as you call it, was just a waste of time."

A waste of time? I'm just a waste of time to her? "What do you mean?"

"It's a cycle with you Maddy. It's the same shit over and over again and I really should've listened to Rue when she said not to fuck with you. I hate to admit it but Rue was right. I save you, you act so grateful and proceed to send me mixed signals, then you end back up with that shitty ass white boy. So you know next time he abuses you I hope I'm not there to stop it. You're just gonna go back to him anyway." She says.

That can't be her really talking. I'm praying that it's the alcohol in her system. But even then she's right. I always end back up with Nate. It doesn't matter what he does. My heart believes I love him but my mind knows that he's no good for me.

My heart overpowers my mind every single time. But I'm also afraid. Afraid of the things Nate will do when I try to leave. That is something I can never seem to admit.

I swallowed my pride. This might be the only chance I ever get. "Y/N just listen to me. I'm sorry. You may not believe me but I have no control over my relationship with Nate. I didn't want to leave you but he made me. I swear I would've stayed if I could."

"For fucks sake Maddy just stop. I don't even want to hear it." She says.

Her phone starts ringing but she declines it. I took this chance to speak again. "You don't believe me then let me prove it you."

"Prove what to me? That you're just gonna do the same shit to me. Yeah I'm good shawty." She responds.

Her phone goes off once again which seemed to piss her off even more. "What Jaden?" She yells as she answers the phone.

Luckily the music was loud and no one is in the kitchen. So we didn't have to worry about any eyes on us.

"Come back to Compton for what?" I hear her asks.

"Nigga say sike right now. Tell me this a fucking joke." She says.

I see her fists clench into a ball and her eyes water up but no tears fall from her eyes. I've never been good with emotions. I barely even know how to deal with my own. But this seemed different it's like I wanted to suddenly be there for her.

"Fuck." She yells throwing her glass cup at the wall.

Once again, luckily there's loud music playing and we're alone. She slides down the wall and her head falls into her heads. This is my chance to prove it to her.

I take a seat on the ground next to her and pull her into me. I'm not sure what was going through her brain but it was very evident that she's upset and angry.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and we just sat there holding each other. Not a word was spoken but that was okay. I liked it like this. I wanted this to last forever.

But I knew it wouldn't.

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Cassie probably sitting there wondering where tf her drink at.💀😭

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Until Next Time.