Jahi (Jah) and Jahkira (Jay) are twin siblings that owns the successful, Lickin Bites. One of the most successful lingerie companies in the US.
Kalima (Kay) and Nykima (Nike) got goals to becoming plus sized models. Carmel (Mel) to build a name for...
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Edward (Ed) Mullen
I laughed.
I laughed, cuz this was fucking crazy!! Edward Mullen.....my grandpa?
"Ok.....it's cute to think that you my grandpa and I'm flattered. You'd be a cool grandpa to have....." I took a sip of the drink and I looked at the glass. "Damn.....this real good...."
I took another sip and nodded my head. It wasn't too strong, it wasn't too sweet.....it was just......right......
"Kali-"
"Lemme make you my drink, I got one you ain't drink yet, bae." He was only on pain meds and Jah wasn't tryna take them, he didn't wanna become dependent on them.
"Baby....." Jah said softly. I wasn't tryna think bout this shit now, no....
I needa do something else. Edward Mullen.....the man who owns this gorgeous house, a fuckin millionaire himself.....! Claiming to be my grandpa....who next?
Denzel gon come out here talking bout he my uncle, too!?
"Kalima....."
"No. No. No! Ok!? You can't be! You....you....you too nice to mess with that evil bitch! What!? Who else finna pop up and tell me some new shit!? Jesus gon come to me and tell me that I'm the second coming!? No!" I tried to keep my temper down.
"One of y'all, got one on y'all?" Jah asked behind me, I saw Jay digging round her bag.
"I got a half...."
"We ain't bring none...."
"Kalima, dear...."
"No.....no.....!" I closed my eyes and started laughing, I felt like I was bout to lose my shit.
I'm going crazy, I'm going fuckin crazy....!
"I got some...." I think it was Lenox.
"Is there somewhere where we can smoke....? She'll talk better...." I turned and clapped my hands together, looking at Jah like I was talking to a special kid.
"Bae....he think he my grandpa.....Edward Mullen....." I cackled again, I think I'm going through a mental breakdown.
"Sis.....c'mon....let's go smoke this...." I saw Charles coming to the other side of the bar.
"Y'all don't find this shit funny.....? Me....his granddaughter....?" They looked at me with soft looks.
Why everybody so quiet? I'm on Punk'd, I just know it. Where the cameras at? Why nobody laughing?
