𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜.𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞5

𝐆𝐇☠︎𝐒𝐓
𝗮𝘂𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗵☀︎
𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈
sacramento, ca

✍︎𝗩
you dont think you've been this mad in a long time, but you're considering breaking this nigga head in half. you've been standing in on spot in the kitchen for the past 30 minutes arguing with connie.

you toy with the cap of the bottle of cranberry juice and you watch as the typing dots appear and then go away and the come back and you become fed up with the entire thing.

its not like you mean to pop off but it's irritating that he can be so nonchalant when you're clearly upset and emotional.

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the bitch ugly anyways 😂
u aint  shit
omm
i hope u fuckin choke
all on that hoe n errythang smdh😂

connie
can u fuckin relax ?
let a nigga explain himself
u aint even my chick so whatchu wilin out for

oh
got it thanks!

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you feel a thickness in your throat and you don't even want the juice anymore so you take the bottle and place it in the fridge. the cold air of the refrigerator lifts the hairs along your arms and you feel sick in your stomach, like you ate something bad and your gonna vomit.

you feel your phone vibrating against your right thigh through the thin material of your satin booty shorts. stepping up the stairs you see the tv on in your moms room and you decide to head in there.

when you do you see mikasa laying in between mom and your dad and it brings peace to the bubbles in your throat. you crawl onto the bed and hange moves aside letting you crawl in and rest your head on her arm.

"whole gang in here" moblit smiles and you and mikasa turn to look at him, "dad who taught you, 'gang' since when are we gang?" then he looks up at his eyebrows and nibbles the inside of his lip, "we are so gang! eren told said it when he was here! that we were gang on god" you and mikasa look to each other and smile softly letting out breathy chuckles.

"dad, baba, father, we infact, are not gang" mikasa says and hes painted a small frown across his face and you nudge mikasa's foot with your own, "we so gang baba she lyin" and a smile comes against his -inside of the apple- skin. "yeah!" he says and mikasa shakes her head with a soft smile.

"maama i wanna go to the water soon" you say cuddling into her side and she brushes your braids aside with her middle finger as she softly rubs the side of your head, you become happy and you just wanna smile because being with these people, your family, just brings every peace of your heart and soul together.

"we can go to santa cruz..neexxtt-" she waits for your dad to finish her sentence because she really doesn't know when and since dad is the perfect half to her, he does, "saturday at 1:00pm we can go" you and mikasa laugh because its not unusual for your dad to be so proper.

"guys stop! i just want us all to know time and date accordingly!" and your father has a very soft tone about him so its very hard to take his small yelling seriously. "we aren't laughing at you, we're laughing at the tv" you say and he smacks his lips and rolls his eyes because he tends to get an attitude or sassy quite quickly. "maama get ya mans before we fight" and you sit up and your dad does too but he gets his tickle fingers out and hes already hooking them into your waist and hes tickling you while you fall over onto mikasa.