Page 9 of Intentional Foul

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Jhae

Malcolm, what is going on with you?

Me

You are what’s going on with me.

Jhae

This is weird. I’m calling Anissa.

Me

I’m a grown ass man, Jhae. Where are you?

Jhae

I don’t answer to you Malcolm. Wtf.

Me

Wait for me after the game.

Jhae

Why? No, you are acting crazy and it’s freaking me out.

Me

I wasn’t asking or suggesting. Wait for me after the game. We need to talk.

When Jhae didn’t respond to my message, I peered over to Marquise. He cackled as he gave me his eyes.

“What did she say?” I questioned.

My twin brother shrugged, pissing me off with his playful nature. I motioned to stand, but he paused me with his hands.

“What the hell is wrong with Malcolm? Is he okay? Should I call Anissa?” he quoted.

I pinched the tip of my bottom lip with my teeth. The threat of calling my parents added to my anger. Being a professional athlete with multiple streams of income and several properties still didn’t classify me as an adult. Marquise typed on his phone and then looked back at me.

“I told her ain’t nothing wrong with you. You are too old to get into trouble. And...”

The vibration of his phone distracted him.

“Yo girl asked if I wanted to hang out at Club After,” he said.

Standing, I removed his phone from his hand and answered as if I was Marquise.

Me as Marquise

Aight cool. Wait for me after the game.

Jhae

Do not tell Malcolm. He is tripping.

Me as Marquise

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