Chapter 51

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week 8

I pull on my sweater and head into the car. His sister insisted we go shopping for wedding gear.

It was hard not to turn her down since the only people who know besides Aahil and I and his mom. So I just gave in. There's no point in buying a dress when I don't even know if it's going to fit.

So here I am looking through dresses.

"I told you we didn't have to do this." Anisa chuckled and placed her hand on her hip.

"How many times are you going to say that? Stop putting up a fight and come look at these dresses." I jokingly roll my eyes and walk over to her.

" Have you guys decided when?" I shuffled through the different dresses seeing which ones I would like so far none are impressing me.

"Yeah, April." She raised an eyebrow and looked at me

"Of next year, so you guys have everything figured out then."

"No, not next year this year." She stopped and stared at me.

"Why are you guys doing it so- you're?" I guess it was inevitable

I slowly nod my head and she pulls me in for a hug. I chuckle

" I guess there are no keeping secrets in this family huh?"

"You're just now realizing that," we laughed, "when I started dating Sahdik I had to sneak out. My dad never found out but my mom I swear she had a tracking device on me or something."

" I'm not surprised she seems like a very protective mom."

She nodded her head and picked out a dress. "How about this?" I hold the bottom of the dress to get a good look and shake my head.

"Aren't I supposed to be modest?"

" Jamila it's your wedding wear what you want. If you haven't noticed my family well half of them are not judgmental." I guess what I wear doesn't matter

"I mean, you have a point but I don't want to be disrespectful. It might be my wedding but considering that after that day I'll no longer be Jamila from Washington." She nodded her head and we walked to a different area of the store but quickly got interrupted

"Wow, I'm surprised to see you here," the woman said. I turned around confused if she was talking to me or not. She looked very familiar but it just wasn't clicking. I looked around to see if Anisa was next to me. The girl done disappeared knowing her she's probably neck deep in pulling dresses out for me to look at

"I'm sorry do I know you?" I give her a slight smile trying to be kind and she just smirks

"Yes actually you do it was a couple of months ago... the art exhibit." art exhibit? wait....

"Oh, your Aahils ex!" I lean back and she raised an eyebrow

"He's hardly my ex" she scoffed and took another step toward me. "The last time I checked he belonged to me."

Is this girl on drugs because who are you to be stepping in my personal space like that? Hello back up, and what the hell is she talking about?

"One, I'm going to need you to step back and two last time I checked you don't have a ring on your finger."

"Jamila how about the-" Anisa comes back but stops immediately furrowing her eyebrows

"Listen here, you skank, you are going to need to leave before I drag you out of here." Well damn

"I don't have to do shit you whore you accept this bitch into the family but shut me out?" She scoffed and rolled her eyes. Wait, did this bitch just call me a bitch?

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