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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞, 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 "𝐉𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐲"
September, Monday 3:13 p.m. —————————— "Girl no, tell him stop fucking with you if he gone be entertaining different hoes everyday." I said. I was at work, working with a client on her nails for her birthday weekend.
"YOU GOTTA STAND UP FREN." Treasure said. My client, Keke was telling us about her current "boyfriend" situation.
"But y'all I love him." My client said, causing us to pause what we was doing and look at each other.
"Mm mm, see baby nooo." I said, continuing to file her nails.
"Hell no, just cause you love him don't mean you should let him treat you however HE wants." Treasure said working on her client as well.
"So what y'all think I should do?" She asked.
"Girl get rid of him, I know you got a roster full of niggas just waiting..." Treasure said.
"Right, don't let them other niggas go cause you wanna waste time on a nigga that act like he can't treat you right." I added.
"See thank y'all, Ima show his ass... that's why I love coming here y'all always helping me with these niggas." She said laughing.
"You know we gotchu girl." Treasure said.
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"Mahjae why you even here? You and Juicy think y'all too mfn good to be around me and mama, so why you here now?" I heard Nema say, as I entered the house. I already knew it was fenna be some bullshit.
"Nema get the fuck out my face..." I heard Mahjae, my brother say. I put my bags down by the stairs and walked into the living room area to see them still arguing.
"You ain't gone do shit if I don't. Witcho lame ass." She said hitting him on the side of his head, He looked frustrated like he was fenna smack her ass.
"Nema stop fucking touching him." I said, smacking her hand away and stepping in between them.
"Bitch, so you his bodyguard now?" She laughed.
"Little punk ass bitch." I heard her mumble as me and Mahjae was walking away.
"Girl, fuck you say?!" I said, furrowing my eyebrow and turning my head back around.
"You heard me." She said rolling here eyes and her neck. She so fucking ghetto, and not in the good way either. She mentally fucking stupid.
"All you do is run ya mouf, ain't never on shit so shut the fuck up talkin to me." I said to her as Mahjae pulled on my arm.
"Let's go." He said. I turned around and started walking upstairs to my room.
"Fuck both of y'all." Nema yelled.
I grabbed my bags as we went up the stairs to my room. Mahjae flopped down on my bed shaking his head.
"Nema ass get on my fucking nerves." I expressed, taking my shoes off with my feet. "I know man, ha ass needa get it tg foe I punch ha ass frl." Mahjae announced. I laughed.
"Watchu doing over here anyway nigga?" I asked. "I dropped by ta see yo lil ass." He said throwing a pillow at my head.
"Stop throwing shit, and oh why you ain't just call me." I said catching it and throwing it back at him.
"Cause ian feel like it." He said, dodging it.
"Mmhm you missed meeee... all you gotta say frl." I teased. I missed my brother so much. I feel weird being here with just mama and Nema now cause I have nobody to relate or talk to.
"I missed you too nigga." I said, taking a seat on my bed next to him.
"Watchu been up to?" He asked me, playing with his dreads. I swear I hate dreadheads sometimes. He lucky his shit actually long.
"Uh nun much, I've been working and shit, going to school. You?" I said.
"Hell yea, same shit. Yo ass needa come to my shit one day." He said.
"I will if you tell me where tf you live nigga." I said rolling my eyes. "Duh."
"You know mama gave me stitches..." I blurted.
"She what?" He said, scrunching up his face and dropping his dread he was twisting.
"Yeah, right here. She basically cut me deep as hell with her nail nigga." I said, revealing my stitches on my arm to him.
"Now why tf she do that?" He asked me rubbing over them.
"Man it's too much to tell, but basically Nema stole mama money, lied, and watched mama come in here and fuck with me." I said, shrugging my shoulders.
"They some hoes. Sis I been tellin you come live wit me." He said.
"Hell no, allem la bitches you be hoeing wit... I'm good. I'll beat they ass even if they look at me funny." I said, rolling my neck up.
He laughed. "I know la sis."
"Nigga better know it, I do this shit frl." I said, holding my arm up and showing him my muscles.
"Jit calm the fuck down." He said smacking under my arm and watching it jiggle a little bit.
"Nigga chill, that's muscle frl unlike yo weak ass." I laughed. He just stale faced me. "AHAHAA."
"Ain't shit funny."
"He in there mama.." I heard Nema say, as my mama bussed in my room and started yelling.
"AW FUCK NO, MAHJAE YOU GOTTA GO. GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY HOUSE." She said pointing her thumb towards the door behind her.
"Mmcht man, hea we go." He said getting up.
"YEA HERE WE MFN GO, YOU WANNA MOVE OUT N SHIT, ACT ALL GROWN, LIKE I DON'T LOVE YOU, NIGGA GET THE FUCK OUT." She yelled.
"Man Kior let's go."
"You not taking my daughter nowhere." She said tryna reach for my arm. She was acting all scared of him. She the fakest person I done ever fucking met. I can't stand her shit.
"Daughter?" I mumbled and look at Mahjae in confusion. I just shook my head and laughed and walked out my room with him leading me downstairs.
