thirty seven.

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Sincerely Chanel Kapri
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Sincerely Chanel Kapri 𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰 𝙶𝙰

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It was the day of Ju's funeral.

about thirty minutes ago we had just came back down the doctors appointment.

"i'm finna smoke real quick." jason told me. i nodded while i put my heels on. Ionk why i was putting heels on when i was about to pop.

"bae, come here. he moving." i yelled. a couple seconds later jason came in the room and put his hand on my stomach.

"you nine months ain't you?" he asked to which i nodded.

"time for him to come on out now."

"youn need to be wearing heels then." he said. "ima bring me some flats," i pointed at them.

"aight give me ten minutes then i'll be ready." he pecked my lips then left out.

my phone started ringing making me grab it and see it was my mama.

"hello?" i answered it. "hey baby, what you doing?" she asked.

"getting ready to go to ju funeral." i told her. "i know you better not be wearing any heels." she said making me laugh.

"oh my god, i'm bringing me some flats too." i said.

"where jason at?" she asked. "smokin', you know he always gotta do that." i laughed lowly.

"well tell him to come here real quick."

"jason!" i yelled.

"wassup ma?" he walked in the room. "my mama wanna talk to you," i handed him my phone.

they talked for about ten minutes, i don't know what they could possibly be talking about because i wasn't even listening.

"turn on the news." jason tapped me. "since when have you ever told me to turn on the news?" i raised my eyebrow.

"just do it." he started laughing. i grabbed the remote.

we had the fire stick but we could still go to the news, ian seen the news and all shit like that in ion know how long.

"Twenty- one year old Kevon Bennett was found dead in his home earlier this morning," the news person said.

i looked back at jason seeing he was laughing, i turned the tv off.

"now that pussy ass nigga finna get put on a t shirt." he shrugged.

"yeah, yeah, i know y'all better not get caught." i told him. "who said we did it?" he asked.

"if y'all didn't do it who did? stop tryna play me like i'm stupid." i rolled my eyes.

"let's just go." i told him. he grabbed his keys then we walked out our house.

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