A Rainy Day Part 3

Friday

Chris POV

Me and Jasmine was sitting in the living room. She was laughing at me. "I don't find anything funny."

"I find it very hilarious."

I had just basically sharted my pants. Tyga had brought over Cairo over. Cairo was running and almost made me fall. I got scared as idk what when I saw his little self running in the house and I tried to move out the way. Ended up falling down the steps. When I fell, I popped on myself. Once they got down to me, Jasmine started smelling something. This is exactly how the conversation went.

*Sniff sniff.* "Chris did you fart?"

"Worse.. I pooped my pants."

She started laughing. She's been laughing ever since. Tyga was laughing too until I shot him a look like I was ready to kill his ass.

"You wanna keep laughing? Cuz I have something for you to laugh at."

"Like what?" Jasmine asked still laughing.

"F*cking you right now."

"Boy you ain't bout to do shid."

"Ain't that something."

"And you not bout to touch me with no sh!tty ass."

"I'm not sh!tty. I'm ok."

"The lies you tell."

I picked her up. She laughed. "Put me down!" She yelled.

"No until you say that I'm not sh!tty."

"I can't say that." someone knocked on the door.

I looked at her. "Who's that?"

"How am I supposed to know? I told everybody to leave me alone."

I went downstairs to open the door. It was the same woman who I was working with on Nicki's case.

"Hey Chris. I have a subpoena so you and Jasmine will appear in court."

"For?"

"Against Nicki. You know. Cause you helped us arrest her."

"Right."

"So you have to be in court this date and time. No exceptions. If don't you could get arrested. I know you don't want to be in jail again."

"No I do not."

"Alright. Please be here. Ok?"

"Alright thank you."

Jasmine was behind me. "Who is she and why were y'all talking all light and soft and whatnot?"

"She's a lawyer for us... Any further questions?"

"Nah... I'm good."

"That's what I thought."

"What you say Christopher?"

"Yo Jasmine don't be saying my full name."

"It's not your full name."

"I don't care. It's close."

Jasmine looked at me. "Are ya done?"

"You Kevin Harting me?"

"Yes."

"Alright don't be mad when I do it."

"Uh huh."

Later that night

"Come on Chris. Buy me a ring."

"You see my bank account is set up..."

"Why are Kevin Harting me right now?"

"I'm not."

"Come on Chris."

"Say it with ya chest."

"You need to do what I say. Or everything will turn up missing. Including me?"

"What? Okay, back up. How in the hell do you "turn up missing"

"Chrisssss."

"Pineapples."

Read my others stories you guys. Alright peace and chicken grease