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S O P H I A
The following weekend
I leaned back on Shynell's bed as she got dressed in front of the mirror. She insisted that we go out tonight. This is all this bitch wanted to do anymore and I wad honestly tired of her lifestyle. All she wants to do is get drunk and go home with the first nigga who calls her pretty.
"Are you still over there sulking?" Shynell asked looking at me through the mirror
"I'm not sulking." I rolled my eyes
"Take a shot with me." She said pulling a bottle out from under her bed
"I'm good." I said
"Ugh you're so boring now." She groaned as she drank out the bottle "I come visit for a weekend from college and this is the energy you wanna have."
I shrugged watching her continue to take the bottle to the head. I swear this was now her routine. She changed after going to college. Anytime she's come back from college and I come over here she'd either drunk or getting there no matter the time of day.
It was clear that she had a problem but she would never admit to it. Her mother was just as bad. She was the one buying Shynell the alcohol in the first place.
"Uber is here." She said looking at her phone
I get off her bed putting my booties back on. Shynell wore a mini dress whereas I opted for some jeans and a cute bandage top I ordered from online the other day. My hair was slicked back in a wet look with some baby hairs. Even if I didn't want to be here I still tried to look good.
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Shynell made small talk with the driver as we sat in the back seat of the Uber. I sat quietly scrolling through Pinterest to pass the time.
Text from aron
Thinking about you...
Read 9:45PM
I find myself mindlessly blushing at the message. We've been texting here and there but nothing special. He'd ask me how my day was or he send me a sweet good morning text as well as a goodnight. Yet, those little messages made me smile.
