𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬✧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐝

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𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒅

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"nigga you trippin, you sure you wanna do that?" jahseh gave me a weird look, "yeah." i said like it was obvious.

the tattoo artist got ready and then started to tattoo right under my jawline, i was getting tatted "sleeping beauty" in cursive, with a crown between the two words in red writing.

"i mean shit, that's stuck on you forever though." he grabbed a blunt from me, having his eyes all wide. "that's the damn point" i rolled my eyes as the tattoo artist started wiping it.

"she better love yo ass" he chuckled, "she don't even know i'm getting this." i admitted, "we gotta show in a couple hours anyway. ion know how she gonna react." i said honestly, she'll probably be mad.

"oh shit, you right" he stared at the tattoo, "shit kinda go hard" he smiled.

"you realize this mean you can't fuck around no more right?" jah looked at me all seriously, "i realized that when i made shorty my girl, fuck outta here." i laughed and looked at the tattoo through the camera in my phone.

𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏

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"you're gonna go to the concert right?" kharisma started doing her hair, my stomach really hurt but i still wanted to go. there's already been a couple shows in the time we've been here but i don't wanna miss any. tonight's supposed to be a huge venue too, so it's a big deal.

"well then get ya ass up so we're not late." she giggled and handed me the clothes i planned on wearing.

"are we meeting them there?" aria chimed in, kharisma nodded, looking all happy. she seems to really love jahseh so i'm happy for them. aria and stokeley on the other hand get in fights all the time and michael tells me all the time that she's using him for money.

"do any of y'all even know where the hell they are?" i questioned, realizing i really hadn't talked to michael all day. he seemed really off this morning and he hadn't even texted me.

"nah, i don't know. jahseh told me they were going somewhere and they'd be at the show." kharisma explained, i nodded my head. i didn't really expect her to know anyway.

i got up and did my hair and makeup, then put on an outfit. "damn bitch when yo ass get that big?" aria looked at me all surprised.

"it's not." i turned around and looked in the mirror, laughing at her attempt to hype me up. "mhmmmm." she smirked like she wanted to say something but held back.

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as soon as we stepped out of the car, hollywood fix ass niggas, paparazzi and fans came up to us, tryna take pictures. i really don't understand why they want pictures with us, who the hell are we?

michael came up behind me and grabbed my hand, pulling me on the other side of him so the cameras only got him.

"you get a new tattoo trippie?" one guy asked, "yeah fasho, i had to get this one someday." he laughed.