sneaking out late one night, luna runs into a criminal on the street who she quickly falls in love with. his looks are intimating and his voice is deep and thick.
he was definitely her type and he knew it too.
what happens next? read to find out...
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Luna Gracie Walker Chicago, Illinois 9:45pm
its chrissys birthday and we having a big ass party since she know the whole damn chicago. the party starts at 7pm and everyone we know is invited.
"maybe we should just invite shameer and not have beef wit ha no more" chrissy said to me with a soft look on her face.
"we don't need to make room for that bitch. and i definitely don't need her pulling some sneaky shit tonight. tonight is yo night and everything has be smooth and perfect"
"i guess you right on that one. its just crazy we once called ha our 'friend'" i shook my head in disbelief.
"yeah, well, life is full of surprises" i say rummaging through my closet, desperate for a outfit.
"girl you know you got cuter outfits than me why you looking so hard for one?"
"ima wear some simple. the attention is on you tonight"
"mmcht, girl you wear what you wanna wear. you gone look sexy regardless"
"thanks, boo" i say with my tongue sticking out.
- hours go by and it's time for the par-tay to start! many people already arrive within minutes and help themselves to some beer and wine.
"look who decided to show up" i nudged chrissy shoulder as i just seen shameer and heaven walk through the house, looking clueless as ever.
we threw the party at chrissy house. her house was decent sized and big enough for a lot of people to have a party. especially one like this.
"those two clueless bitches look like they got no idea what they doing" chrissy shook her head.
"they been together stuck like glue ever since shameer decided to switch up on us" i cross my arms over my chest and shake my head as well.
"well enough talk about those two snakes.. let's go pour us some shot!"
"Woo!" i clapped my hands and followed chrissy to the kitchen. there she poured us some alcohol. me, her and a few other people took shots together. i could already start to feel it.
damn this shit strong as fuck. god, i hate rum.
after drinking rum everything else tasted like shit.
"i need to stop drinking. the food starting to taste like puke" i could feel myself tripping over my own two feet as i tried to stand.
"woah take it easy" chrissy said. she tried to help me by helping me up on my fit and putting my arm around her for support.
ian get shot in the leg bitch i just can't stand up straight
"my head is killing me. what time is it?"
"time for you to go to sleep" chrissy said. her voice sounded tired.
"did he come?"
"he came. shameer was talking to him" i sat up quick as soon as chrissy said that because what my man and my ex best friend doing at my closest best friends party?
"talking? how so?"
"they was whispering in hushed voiced and trying they best to not be heard but ion know what the deal is with them"
"I swear i gotta gut feeling that the two of them fucking around with each other"
"you just overthinking shit again. don't let her get to you"
"to late for that. her friends keep repeating in my bed. ion need him giving sleeping around with no other females. nor shameer"
chrissy nodded. "you wanna spend the night? i already got your bed made up for you upstairs"
"ugh your the best" I rubbed my head. "ima brush my teeth and go to her. goodnight"
"goodnight, bae" chrissy called from downstairs as i had already made my way up to knock it out and get it over with.
what could shameer and anthony possibly be talking about? why on earth was they talking in hushed voices to not be heard? so many questions raced through my mind.
