NA'ZYAH "NANA" MILAN || 22 | ᵗʰᵘʳˢᵈᵃʸ
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north philly📍
"NEVER will i ever go to a party again bro, somebody big nasty ass done gave me a stomach bug." i mumbled feeling like i was about to throw up."ion think stomach bugs are post symptomatic baby.." janae says twisting her lips as she hands me a cup of ginger tea mixed with honey.
"girl what."
"that party was almost a month ago, you started feeling this way for like what, 2 weeks?" she asked. sitting down beside me as i took a sip of my tea.
"janae whatchu tryna say?" i rolled my eyes wishing she'd just get to the point.
"what im tryna say is cvs right down the road and the pregnancy tests are in isle 7." she answered as i scrunched up my face.
"girl bye stop playing wimmie i gotta get ready for work." i spoke in denial as i got up from the dining table.
"whos playing?" she looked around.
"you, bye." i said going upstairs to get ready for work, trying to ignore her words.
as i went inside my room, locking the door behind me, i got a phone call from an unknown number. "now who the fuck?"
215-483-****
i've seen this number call me before like 2 weeks ago. i hope this not no indian telemarketer.
"hello?" i answered, furrowing my brows "who is this?"
"wassup mama." i heard a familiar voice on the other line say.
"mama? nigga who is this?" i roll my eyes while going over to my drawer to find sum to wear.
"na'zyah stop acting like youn know who the fuck this is." the voice said. i know this aint...
"syncere?"
"yea but you knew this already so ion know why you was tryn play that role." he replied, chewing on something
"obviously i didnt if i asked who this was." i stated putting my phone down so i could put my clothes together for work.
"you tryn get smart?" he asked.
"take it how you wanna take it." i chuckled taking off the clothes i had put on before and changing into my newer ones.
"come take this dick whenever you wan take it." he mumbled where i could still hear it and i scoffed although i knew that shit turned me all the way the fuck on.