None of Your Concern

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟪

Kaylees•POV

Billie ended up dropping just me off at home considering the fact that I was in no condition to walk. Soon as I got in the house I seen King in the kitchen making him a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and my Mom making dinner.

"Where have you been at little girl you've been gone since 11 this after noon and now it's about to be 4," my Mom asks me.

"She was out being nasty," King says with a snicker making my Mom shoot him a look. "Shut up I was not, momma I was at my friends house," I tell her with a pleading expression, almost begging for her to believe me.

For some reason my parents tend to believe King over me when it comes to certain situations. I don't know if it's because he's older than me or if it's because he's a boy but it sucks because they put a lot of trust in him when they shouldn't since he's the main one who be lying. If anything I'm the well behaved child between the both of us.

"Do I know this friend of yours?" she says with an attitude.

"A girl from down the street, her name is Billie," I confess because at this point there is no reason to lie.

"Ohh that dyke from the party? Yeah she was cool," King says walking out the kitchen with his sandwich.

"Stop calling her that," I roll my eyes. "Wait what party? I told you that you could only have a couple of friends over," My Mom stops everything shes doing to look up at King. Realizing that he just told on himself I take that as my cue to leave and go to my room.

Soon as I get in my room I put my phone on the charger, before walking over to my dresser to pull out some clothes. I turn on the shower and then strip from my cloths putting them in my dirty clothes hamper. I put on my shower cap and stand in front of the mirror waiting for it to heat up.

As I'm standing there looking at myself in the mirror I start to notice all of m my insecurities. I know that I'm very attractive and I love mostly everything about my body, but I can't help but focus on the few things wrong with myself.

For example, one of my biggest insecurities are my stretch marks on my ass and thighs. I absolutely hate them with all my heart.

I'm so insecure about them sometimes that I don't even change into my cheer clothes in front of other the girls. I just change in the bathroom stalls.

I shake away all my insecure thoughts and get into the piping hot shower. I like my showers to be scorching hot because it makes me feel clean.

Once I get out the shower, I dry off before applying some coco butter and baby lotion. I put on some deodorant and then slip into my clothes. I put on my bonnet and turn the lights off slipping underneath the covers. I pick up my phone and realize I have a missed face time call from Tanyah so I call her back.

I call and she picks up on the first ring. "Sorry girl I was in the shower."

"It's okay, I was just calling to apologize for snapping on you the other day, you just want what's best for me and I know that," she apologizes.

"It's fine don't even worry about it."

"Okay good so catch me up. What's been going on I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever."

"Girl let me tell you about it. So I linked up with Billie for the first time at her house."

"Bitch when," she asks.

"Earlier today."

"Okay go on."

"So we had started smoking which had lead to us playing never have I ever and the-"