Chapter 1

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~BRIANNA'S POV~

I wake up to my belly feeling something light but heavy on me. I wipe my eyes n sit up seeing notti my twin brother laying on me. I roll my eyes and get up pushing him off of me.

Notti: Ow. That hurt.

Me: ion give a fuck. get up.

DD walks in my room looking angry n mugs me

Me: What's wrong witchu?

DD: shut up, ion think I said anything to you.

Notti: aye chillout on my twin.

DD: no bro. look at these messages between her n her "friend"

Me and Notti go over to his phone, as I see messages between me and kehlani talking about ddot.

Notti: Brianna.

Me: why you callin me dat *I mugged him*

Notti: That's yo name isn't it.

Me: but you never call me my full name.

Notti: u fuck wit ddot?

Me: no. all I said was he was cute. and how did you get those?

DD: don't worry bout it.

Me: you went through my phone.

DD:...

Me: I'm telling mommy

DD: no wait I'm sorry.

Me: No! I told you to stop doing that!! *I walk out my room downstairs to the kitchen*

Mama Reyes: Good Morning Baby

Me: Morning Mommy

Mama: What's allat yelling upstairs

Me: DD went through my phone again. He went through my messages with Kehlani.

Mama: DAVID REYES. *mama yells at him to come downstairs*

DD: yoo. why you use my full name.?

Mama: cus yo ass in trouble.

DD: yo bri you a snitch

Me: ion care.

Notti comes downstairs n comes over to us

Mama: Did you have anything to do with this?

Notti: nah, I was sleep wit bri

Mama: what I tell y'all bout sleeping in each other room every night.

Notti: sorry mama but ion like sleeping witout her.

Mama: I know how y'all are but y'all gotta try.

Me: okay mama

DD tries to sneak away while were having the conversation

Mama: getcho ass back over here now.

DD: I'm sorry ma please jus let me go. I got plans wit Bianca.

Mama: nope. baby text Bianca n tell her he aint coming *she looks at me*

Me: okay mama

DD: why can't I text her?

Mama: cus you gettin ya phone taken.

DD: no mama

Mama: you can get it back tomorrow. I told you not to do it again and you did.

Mom and DD leave the kitchen and go bout dey business

Me: Notti come wit me

Notti: where mh?

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