𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣'- 𝙙𝙙 𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖

eight

raya

dd now spun the bottle, after our small kiss nia had been muggin the fuck outta me. smooch ass hoe fr.

the bottle landed on me. am i cursed? does god not love me. dear god you my nigga foreal please don't do this to me reverse time or sum please. i prayed silently.

truth or dare... 

i'm a lazy person so truth. truth can't make me do some kissy shit.

"truth"
notti shot me a 'you good' look and i nodded, "do you have any tattoos?" he asked, thank fuck a normal question.

i nodded "i have one.. wanna see?"

the tattoo was on my thigh, it covered the deep scars of the word 'rpt' on my skin. i had it covered with swirly writing that read out 'dead niggaz' with butterflies around the letters. it signifies the fact that isaiah is a dead nigga. well he almost is.

he's on life support still. practically dead.

i lifted my dress a little to show the side of my thigh, notti looked at me knowingly. ddot called it 'badass' and nia said "you not on hots" making me roll my eyes. dd stared at it blankly. unamused. ion care.

nigga stay hatin but thinkin im fine. not my issue.

we played truth or dare for a while longer but added shots to the game, it was getting late but i aint care.

i was dancing around the room with notti.. white girl wasted.

when i got tired i collapsed into nottis arms, half asleep and drunk.

omniscient 

"ii she's gone imma take her back to my crib" notti told everybody and saying his goodbyes, "i'm comin" ddot announced not even asking. ddot was at the osama's house so much he aint had to. "you comin dd?" notti asked his brother who had three girls grindin on him. "nah im busy" he said.

notti rolled his eyes, "roscoe you gon drive us?" he asked. "yeah i'll take raya inna front" roscoe replied putting his arms out to notti could pass a passed out raya into his arms. 

dd suddenly pushed all three girls away from him, "nah i got her" he said grabbing raya from nottis arms. "bro you good?" ddot asked, "I'm ight just im stronger then roscoe and raya a fat ass bitch" he said holding her.

"nah nigga you needa lay off on her foreal girl did nothin ta ya" ddot said walking between notti and dd, roscoe was infront walking to his car. "on dead like not too much on ha" his younger brother said agreeing with ddot. "she been through a lot just hop off her dick" ddot sighed, "fuck you mean been through a lot" notti said his eyes wide now. 

he was worried he had accidentally told ddot about raya being the twins sister not cousin. the boy was panicking.

truth be told notti hadn't spilled anything, ddot just figured it out. the thigh tattoo gave it away, he remembered ak talkin bout it to him askin if he should let her get it to cover 'rpt' 

"girl doesn't lift a single finger and gets anything she wants she hasnt been through shit" dd said clearly annoyed, "you just don't get it dd" raya muttered, she had awoken and heard the conversation she was half asleep so didn't even realize she said that.

a/n

filler chapter

bro i was 12 stone last year... and now a nigga is 9 stone.

ion kno just thought i'd share with my little muffins pookies.