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Nadine Raelynn Diggs

Next morning

I woke up from the sun beaming in my face like nigga directly in my face. I needa go back home to my blackout curtains cause uhn uhn.

I turned my head away from the window as the things last night played in my head. I slowly smiled at the thought of it, y'all my first time getting my meow meow played with. How do we feel chat? Good as fuck, that nigga's fingers long as hell.

My coochie hurt, bruh, and my legs still shaking. How the fuck ain't even get dique yet like damn girl chill at.

I sat up looking around the room, no sign of long fingers Mir. I got up, well tried to get up, but I ended up falling. If fingers got me like this, I don't wanna know how the dique is.

I got back up on shaky legs. I huffed, looking down at my legs as they kept shaking. I tried fighting the air but fell again. "This some bullshytttt," I dragged, turning on my side. I laid my face against the floor and just sat there.

I heard voices downstairs. I didn't hear them at first, but when I put my face against the floor, I did. I heard NJ, Spark, K2, Long fingers Mir, Rambo, Tboy, Heaven, and some more boy voices and like random female voices.

I sat up, sticking my tongue out. Call me a detective bitch, "yawp yawp, gimme my props, bitch." Wait a minute, random females, hmm. I got up, walking slowly to the bathroom.

[After her skincare routine]

I went to Mir's closet to find something to wear. "This nigga got everything, how you get all this shyt and you just got out?" I shook my head, "you fuckin' criminal."

I stood on my tippy toes, grabbing a black hoodie that had 'Murda City' in blue letters on the back with a picture of him smoking sitting on the counter with a big ass gun. It had blue crowns on the side with some blue symbols like this ✡️. Okay, y'all get it, Wattpad.

I really don't know why this bitch putting my story on this app anyway. Bitch ain't no damn puppet.

(ima just shut up cause i can kill this ho so quick)

This head-ass hoodie but ima still wear it. I pulled it over my hair that was in a bonnet. I took in the scent that I always loved, cologne and weed mixed together.

I put on my black biker shorts that were in the drawer and grabbed my big blue bear shoes. I took my hair out the bonnet, putting it in a half-up and half-down with a swoop in the front. I went back to the bathroom and did my edges.

I looked down at my knees, yeah, they ashy, baby. I went back to his room, grabbing the lotion on the side of the nightstand. I applied it on my knees. Y'all, I just thought about something. So what if your significant other male put nut in your lotion and you be rubbing it on your skin, nie, that's some R. Kelly shyt.

I finished doing that, grabbing my phone and Amir's keys off the nightstand along with his credit card. Alright, so y'all, the mission is to make it past the door, leave, go get me some Qdoba and go shopping, then come back like nothing ever happened. Okay, y'all got it, okay?

I walked out the door, going towards the rail. I seen hella heads, damn, they deep like Mir was when he was in my coochie. I seen everybody talking and smoking. I seen niggas and bitches everywhere, shaking my big ass head.

Music started playing loudly, but I seen Mir get up and cut it down a lil bit. But it was still loud. "My female up there sleep, this shyt can't be too loud." Aww, he loves me, head ass. I snickered at my thoughts. He went and sat back down as they went back to conversating.

I slowly went down the stairs. Don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious. The stairs creaked a lil bit, making me stop for a minute before continuing down. I braced myself and breathed in slowly. I peeked behind the stairs a lil bit, seeing everybody in their own world, not paying attention.