CHAPTER NINE ; what the fuck.
SUGARHILL , HARLEM
"TOᑭ TᗯO, ᑎOT TᗯO ."— dream not reality —
mariah smiles as her grandma does her hair. "baby you need to make mena do your hair cause whew, my hands gettin tired." mariah's grandma laughs softly as she pulled on the blonde hair, doing the style as a slick bun.
"thank you tho ma." mariah thanks her grandmother because when her mom didn't have the time to do her hair, her grandma was always there to do it for her.
mariah pulls out her phone but with the amount of gel and stuff she had on her hand it cussed the phone to fall out of her grasp along with the bracelet she was playing with in her hand.
both mariah and her grandmother looked down to see what had fallen.
when mariah leaned down to pick it up she heard her grandma speak. "i remember when darrian gave that to you mar. what happened between y'all? you guys were so cute as little kids." she sounded a bit disappointed which made mariah frown, she never really cared of what people thought of her but her grandma's opinion mattered a lot to her.
the blonde girl let out a sigh as she fiddled with the charmed bracelet. "cause he messed up ma. he messed up so bad i cried for so long. i'm not gonna forgive him ever, and i swore that on god."
"tsk tsk mar. don't swear things on good when you talk bad about people. god always said to forgive your enemies, do you not listen when we go to church mar?"
"but why should i forgive him when he did me wrong?"
mariah then stayed silent as she heard her grandmother open her mouth to speak again. "it doesn't have to be automatically. just be nice to him atleast. just for me."
just for me.
— reality not dream —
mariah woke up from kacey's bed, panting really hardly as she looked around seeing as it was at least 2 am from the amount of light that was in the room. the girl was full on panicking.
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𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐅, ˢᵘᵍᵃʳʰⁱˡˡ ᵈᵈᵒᵗ
Teen Fictionᥫ᭡. "ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʜɪᴍ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʜᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍꜱ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇxɪꜱᴛ." 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, two people hate each other, until they realize it wasn't hate it was just built up love. 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐝𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.