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𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, -@ꜱᴄᴀʀʜᴇᴀᴅꜱᴡɪꜰᴇ 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗷𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘇, 15𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗺mini

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𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, -@ꜱᴄᴀʀʜᴇᴀᴅꜱᴡɪꜰᴇ
𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗷𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘇, 15
𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗺
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i felt my eyes flutter open, i slowly popped my head up, tryna find the cause of wtf woke me up, i circled it down to the bright ass sun shining in my damn eyes,

i picked my phone up, realising it was 12pm atp. i looked through my notifications, tryna find my good morning message from mads.

after a few seconds of scanning my lockscreen, reality set in. i'd finally woken myself up more & remembered what happened yesterday

my heart dropped all over again, in a matter of few hours the most important person in my life had been taken from me.

i didn't know where i was going with this whole situation, what i was gon do, or when, but it i was finna do something. cos it's no way me & her are over forever, if there's one thing i learnt i couldn't do, it's be apart from her,

i continued to stare at my lockscreen, admiring the picture of her kissing my cheek while i was lightin my blunt. we was so happy, i was so happy whenever she was around, and i fucked that alla way up

my heart hurt so bad knowin that i wasn't going home to her today, neither was she coming home to me.

while i was in the process reminiscing, my ringtone began playing—

dd🤞🏽🥷 is calling
[facetime audio]
accept or decline

i pressed accept, wondering what this nigga wanted.

"yo?" i mumbled, "TURN YA CAMERA ONNN DICC" he yelled, that loud ass shi went straight to ma brain. "mmcht. if youn lower ya voice," i muttered, turning my camera on, revealing my eyes up,

"how you doin twin?" he spoke, shuffling around his desk, i rolled my eyes hard ash, cos how df you think i'm doing? "mmcht.." , "aighh aighh, stop being fuckin depressed, me & notti comin ova" he hung up,

i sighed, i steady was not in the mood to see anybody righ now, unless it was madeline. i was dumbbb exhausted

i dragged myself out of bed, walking into my bathroom. while i was brushing my teeth, i was reminiscing about all the days we'd stand side by side, brushing our teeth and making stupid ass faces at eachother,

all these little moments woulda seemed so corny to anyone else, but every laugh i got out of her was so special to me.

i ran water down my face, i stared at myself in the mirror, scanning my surroundings, & myself. ion even know what i wanted to come outta this, but i jus wanted things to be different—

𝓘𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃, 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗱𝗱𝗼𝘁Where stories live. Discover now