𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

~"sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴀᴛ"
𝐓𝐀𝐏 𝐈𝐍⭢

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𝐈𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐉𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐞́ 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬
𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐲
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𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 my purse into the white jeep, India yelled as it hit her.

"Damn bitch watch that bag!" She said putting the bag in my lap as I put my seatbelt on.

"Girl boooo anyways how you been bestie. You went ghost after your little problem with your baby daddy." I side eyed her and she chuckled.

"Chileee that's another story for another time. But how about you and your husband. How long you gonna keep up the act." She talked with her hands.

"I'll stop when the right time comes." I shrugged opening my purse and grabbing the clear lipgloss while thinking of a plan.

When I got in the bad accident I did loose my memory. I didn't even remember India so she had to re-introduce herself. I started remembering things once I played Constant Bullshit by Summer Walker and that was a couple of weeks ago in August. That was the last song that played right before we crashed.

Baby didn't know I regained my memory though. He thought I forgot about all of the things he put me through. I knew something was up when he thought I was still unconscious in the hospital and was talking to my so called other bestfriend about leaving me to go to her and some other shit.

"Ivory! Girl I called your name hella times." India said nudging my shoulder.

"Oh my fault. What you was saying?" I asked and looked outside looking at a familiar neighborhood. I know not.

"We picking up Jayda and her hoe ass friend." India said. I laughed as she mentioned Ari as a 'hoe ass friend'.

"Now you know you love Ari!" I replied making her roll her eyes.

"That be the liquor I'm telling you." She said driving into the driveway of a huge home blowing the horn.

The girls walked out with a big smile on their face talking to each other.

"Hey girls!" Jayda said excitedly while scooting over in the backseat letting Ari get in.

"Hey girly" I said with a fake smile and India chuckle.

"Big booty Ari. Booty big as the sun." I say looking back at Ari as she got in smirking.

"Mama stop playing. Hey India." She tapped India. Ari called me mama because she say I act like a mother to her.

"Don't touch me hoe I don't like you." India responded making all of us laugh.

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"Come her Ari." India said pulling Ari face towards her and doing the 'shotgun' method with a hooka machine that was placed in the middle of the section.
(A/N~ it was just don't touch me now it's kiss me??)

"Y'all two are gay!" Jayda said standing up, walking off. I laugh recording the two then posting it on my story and got up and walked off towards the bar.

"Can I get the 15 count mild wings with ranch." I said to the bartender and she nodded walking towards the back. I looked around and I see the same dreadheaded dude from the gas station earlier.

"You shawty from earlier. Lil Baby wife?" He asked and I nodded.

"Yea why?" I asked and he put his hands up in surrender.

"Chill out I was just asking." He replied chuckling making me get a good glance at him. He head black dreads and big eyes.

"Who you here with?" He asks and I point towards my section.

"My girls. What's your name?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Call me Booka. But aye tell yo nigga to have me and my boys money by next week." He walked away and I raised my eyebrow. Why he owe him money and how much?

Before I got to ask any questions I felt a heavy tap on my shoulder and I turn around.

"Mama me and India ready to go. Ouu who wings?" Ari said drunkly with India at her side with her arms wrapped around Ari waist and her head laying on her shoulder.

"They mines and okay let me walk y'all to the car." I grabbed the tray of wings and held on to Ari free hand walking them out the club to the truck.

"Ight stay in here and don't eat all of the wings." I closed the door running back into the building looking for Jayda.

731 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠!