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Nov.1st

                                     Alayas pov:

Due to Devs state she ended up sleeping over while Polo went home. It's currently the next morning, me and Dev are sitting in my kitchen talking when the topic comes up...

"YOU SUCKED HIS DICK" Dev exclaims annoyingly loud. "That's what I just said"

"Details" Dev says. "Well we were smoking one second and I was on my knees the next" I say shrugging. "Ok but how" Dev exclaimed dramatically.

I smirk at Dev "I sauced em up what can I say, I just got it like that"

"Ok but wasn't the plan to-"

"I know what the plan was but... I don't know... fuck the plan" I say looking away from Dev

She looks at me suspiciously before smirking at me "he lives here you know"

"I thought about that maybe... I can have a sneaky link I gotta talk to polo though" I respond dryly. "You don't need his permission"

"I know I just don't want to seem like I'm hiding it from him"

"I'll call him." Dev says, before I even have time to rebuttal I hear polos voice on the line.

"Y'all had quite the night yesterday" he says. "Yeah yeah let's cut to the chase... Alaya sucked Vinnies dick and now she wants him to be her fuck buddy but she needs your permission for what ever reason" the curly headed girl rushes out.

Well that's one way to put it

"Sneaky link" I correct her from across the table. Polo chuckles before replying "go ahead just make sure you make it known you're just fuck buddys"

Of course I will... not

"SNEAKY LINK" I correct for the second time. "Same difference" Devy says rolling her eyes.

"Whatever. You guys know you made out yesterday right?" Polo says. "We make out all the time" I say blandly as Dev smacks my shoulder. "Was it hot?" Dev asks polo making me laugh.

That leads us into a 2 hour conversation about stupid shit we'll probably never bring up again.

"Well Im gonna go. You gonna stay home today?" Dev ask. "Yeah" I reply wanting her to leave at this point.

my social battery is officially dead. I just wanna be alone.

"Okay I love you laya. Call me later ok?"

"Mhm"

And with that I here my door open and close indicating I'm officially alone. Finally. Although at times I dread moments like these. Moments that can lead me to overthink, panic, or even self harm with no one around to stop me. I need this it's only my second day in LA and Im already planning out me and some random boys situationship.

Im crazy. Im obsessive. Im rude. why would anyone want anything more then sex from me?

The crazy thing is the worst company to have is myself. I don't wanna be me but I digress. I stand up heading to my room as irrational thoughts cloud my mind.

I wonder when this feeling will go away.

Lucky for me I have a couple grams of weed left. Of course it can't make the feeling go away forever but at least for now. It's nothing compared to xans though.

I'd kill for some right now.

But I can't. I promised my sister I wouldn't. So here I am sitting on my bed rolling up a blunt trying not to let my emotions get the best of me.