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𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑- 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 FIVE
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I rested upon my bed, barely able to breathe. My sweat had me drenched. My body was heated and my mind was foggy. My memory of the previous night was blurred. I could barely stand from my bed. I held the trashcan full of vomit before me as whatever I had eaten from the previous night came back up. "Ivy!" I called and got no response. Typically, Blue Ivy sits in my room and watches television in the morning but today there was nothing. My body was numb. I could feel myself falling towards the floor before I caught myself on the bed.
Was I high off crack? This wasn't a normal high. I managed to get on my feet and walked out to my steps. After struggling to reach the bottom, I went out into the hallway. I was pissed. Pissed that something happened and I have no memory of it.
My vision fogged as I leaned against my door. I could hear my name being called before everything went black.
I woke up in my bed with cold towels upon my forehead. What? I was almost stripped naked—being only left in my bra and underwear. I began to sit up. "You're gonna overheat again." Onika voiced as she entered the room with a plate of food. "Huh—corazón. Thank God, what is going on? I woke up feeling terrible." I rubbed my forehead as she chuckled. "You really don't remember?" She questioned and I shook my head. "Unbelievable." She stood and sat my plate down before grabbing her purse.
"Corazón whatever the hell happened I really don't recall—and I know I cannot take care of myself right now, please. My body is enflamed and I feel like I'm going to perish any day now." I spoke. "Goodbye, Beyoncé."
"Onika, please." I called as she stopped and her tracks and sighed before turning around. "Fuck." She cursed whilst sitting down her bag and walking over to me. "I can't eat on my own." I teased as she scoffed. "I fucking hate you." She grabbed the spoon as I chuckled.
"Hate sex is great sex." I whispered. "You wish." She shook her head. "What, I don't have a chance with you? You think I can't get inside your panties?" I questioned. "I know you can't. I wouldn't let somebody like you anywhere near me, you having the nerve to ask that just makes me want to leave more."
