𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝

chapter 11

Imani Wynter Solace | Mani
11:11AM

✎: Today I woke up with the craziest most draining headache, my body was aching and my stomach was playing so many games with me, Kim had slept over last night cause she didn't wanna go home to her momma drunk which is understandable.

Cause them other times we be getting drunk her mom is never home nor would her brother because that lil nigga be snitching but we been telling him that if grows up and he still snitching he's gonna get killed for reals.

But that poor boy don't listen so if something happens that's on him cause you can't say we ain't tell you.

"So what's going on between you and that boy?" I curiously asked Kim as after last night she hasn't stopped smiling and not stopped texting.

"Nothing special" she responded holding back another smile. Going up to her I grabbed her phone and ran into the bathroom locking myself in there I heard her banging on the door but these niggas are nasty as fuck.

Unexpectedly, opening the door I stopped her mid bang, "y'all are fucking nasty, sexting at your young ages and shit" I shivered in disgust giving her back her phone I moved to go sit on the edge of my bed.

"Girl what are we doing today?" I asked putting my legs on her lap to gain her attention as she sat there typing and smiling her life away.

"Hakeem wants us to go to his house" she said finally lifting her attention away from her phone.

"Is what's his name finna be there?" I skeptically asked because one I didn't wanna see KB cause Kim done told me the nigga is twenty fucking three, and I'm seventeen soon to be eighteen in a months time.

But that's crazy.

Plus I wanted to see Saint cause maybe he'll take off that damn mask once he's indoors.

"Yeah they're all gonna be there" she answered and an immediate smile plastered its way onto my lips and then got up to go find an outfit, I obviously wasn't gonna wear anything over the top.

I just didn't wanna pull up in my loose ass shorts and a tube top, picking up a crop top and sweatpants I walked into the bathroom to quickly put on the fit, last night I had to brush the swoop out of my face cause that junk was too sticky and glued to my forehead.

So now I just a side part so I got my brush and fixed the wig by getting rid of any flyaways that was stuck on my face, brushing the hair down I took the hair tie of my wrist and tied my hair into a cute low ponytail.

Walking back outside, I put my clothes in the laundry basket and then went over to my vanity table to fix up my makeup, I put on some concealer, mascara and some lipgloss, putting the products back in the lil drawer.

I looked back at Kim and she was in some sweatpants and a tube top "you ready?" Nodding her head putting her phone in her pocket and picking her keys up off the dresser, we then left.

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Pulling up to Hakeem's house I didn't wanna seem rude or nun about the area he lived in but fucking hell I was scared for my life cause this neighbourhood was too ghetto.

You had the cops flying past everywhere, people running away from the cops, the crackheads trading shit, and street cats fighting on the pavement and we was only here for about ten minutes thinking whether we wanted to live the car.