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Princess "Sy" Jones
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I never thought committing murder would be so difficult— then again i never thought i'd be committing murder so...
After learning the basics like how to dispose of the body, clean yourself blah blah blah Kilyier drove us back to his moms house.
I hadn't been there in so long yet nothing changed. Mrs.Ramos never really liked change.
I plopped down on his bed, taking my shoes off before laying at the edge comfortably.
I watched as he took off his shirt and pants to put on more comfortable clothes. I felt a familiar feeling in my stomach that I hadn't felt in months.
"You straight? Why you so quiet?" He chuckled confusedly, laying on the bed with his head on my thighs.
"I'm not." I glanced down at her. I had a strong urge to lean down and kiss him but a part of me knew that I wasn't ready for sexual contact yet.
I wondered how he felt; not being able to kiss or touch his girlfriend after all these months. I felt kinda guilty.
Kilyier sucked his teeth, staring my deeply in my eyes. "Stop playing, just tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I don't know. It's just... are you okay with waiting for me? Because I don't wanna—
"Princess you doing that overthinking shit again. I waited eighteen years for you, a couple months ain't shit." He assured.
A wide smile pulled on my lips, I leaned down and pecked a spot just beside his lips.
"You're so beautiful y'know that."
I blushed and moved my head away, feeling him sit up to grab my chin. I always sucked at eye contact when it came to him.
"The night I got shot... I was trying to tell you something but I couldn't. I was trying say that I love you." Kilyier confessed.
"I know." I sniffled my nose. "And I love you so much."
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Kilyier dragged me to some carnival that I had no idea about until now. I went back to my place to pick out a outfit and change my hair.
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sy.nner 21 mínutєs ago ... 〤
