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Kai
Minutes later

"Fuck!"

"Ah!"

"Oh!" I heard Tasha moaning from the main room while me and this nigga's friend sat in the bathroom and he smoked his weed, hotboxing the entire thing.

I was completely out of my comfort zone now and I was trying to be a good friend and not leave Tasha here with these two men. But she wanted to have sex with Kareem, all while we had to sit in this bathroom so we didn't see or hear the shit.

Which was doing absolutely nothing because she was loud as hell through these thin ass walls.

"So Kai—"

"—it's Kai right?" This man started talking to me again as I looked at him in disgust.

"You and your nigga going through it, huh? That's why you out here in Miami and shit?" He went on asking me about Carter again, like he had been the entire night and I rolled my eyes hard, just ready to go.

I wanted to go home so badly.

Not back to the fucking hotel but back to my mother's house, where I could curse my nigga out for the assumptions I'd had about this Photoshoot and then him reassure me and dick me down so we can fall asleep in each other's arms.

That's all I'd wanted.

"Nigga, didn't I already tell you to stop asking about my boyfriend?" I spat to him, getting up to stand by the door now once I heard Tasha's moaning beginning to die down and I just prayed that it was finally over.

"Well excuse me, ma." He chuckled to himself and him calling me ma instantly triggered me as Carter flooded my mind again.

Saying nothing else, I'd reached my breaking point as I opened the door completely and left out of the bathroom. As soon as I did, my eyes went wide, seeing that Tasha was squatting down low, getting her eagle on as she gave this man head.

"Oh my-" I started but stopped as I covered my eyeballs and made my way through the room to grab my phone that was on the sitting on the charger.

As I did, both Tasha and her man laughed at my antics before she removed him from her mouth to speak.

"Girl, watch out for the camera. Don't knock it over." She warned and I looked at her phone that was placed on a tripod as my face sat directly in the camera now before I quickly moved away from it, making my way out of there.

I didn't want to leave her but this bitch was doing a lot and I just wasn't for it anymore. Wasting no time, I left completely, slamming the door behind me as I called an Uber to take me back to the hotel.

I was getting my sister and we were getting the fuck out of here later on today.

Fuck all of this.

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Carter
An hour later

Awaking from my slumber, I heard the doorbell ringing and loud banging coming from the front door. I quickly got up, seeing my laptop still on and a bunch of papers still crowded around from all of the studying I'd been doing for these finals before I'd fell asleep.

"Damn." I said to myself, looking down at the time on my phone.

4:46am. it read and I instantly wondered who the fuck was at my door at this time of night.

Wasting no time, I stood to my feet and threw my hoodie on as I made my way downstairs and I heard my homie's voice.

"Yo, bro! Open the door!" Herb spat as the loud banging continued and I instantly perked up, making my way toward the door to open it.

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