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𝓜iami, Florida two days later
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"YOU SAID TO BE HONEST! STOP HITTING ME!" Kendrick yelled, ducking as Kianna threw a pillow at him.
"Are you serious?" she shouted, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes at him as he stood by the flat-screen TV.
"Why would I joke about this? You told me to tell you the truth, and I did... sooo," Kendrick trailed off.
"Sooo, I'm gonna whoop your ass, then hers," Kianna snapped, pointing toward the door.
"You shouldn't be mad at Azzi," Kendrick said, slowly walking toward her. She looked furious.
"I'm not mad at Azzi. I'm mad at that cross-eyed bitch who keeps ruining people's lives."
"What if she—"
"Don't you dare say she changed," Kianna interrupted, pointing her index finger at him. He rubbed his forehead.
"People can change."
"Kendrick, are you out of your mind?" Kianna asked incredulously, throwing her hands up. Kendrick rolled his eyes.
"Look, I know what I said sounds crazy."
"Everything that comes out of your mouth is crazy," Kianna laughed.
"Yeah, whatever, but what if AJ actually changed?" Kendrick said, sitting down on the couch. Kianna chewed her lip, contemplating. She hadn't spoken to AJ in years. Could she have changed?
Nah, that ain't sound right.
"Look, you can't say anything, Ki," Kendrick said, glancing at her. He was like a brother to her. They always talked about personal stuff when no one was around, usually sharing a blunt.
"Azzi needs to know what kind of person she's dealing with," Kianna said, sitting next to Kendrick, who was rolling a blunt.
"Yeah, but not today. Today is about Desirae and her... why are we still doing this thing? She's not even married."
Kianna leaned back against the couch, trying to calm down. This news had messed up her mood on the morning she was getting her hair done.
"I don't know," Kianna shrugged. "To me, it's just a cookout celebrating that Desirae is single."
Kendrick nodded in understanding. "Well, I guess I should shoot my shot then," he joked.
Kianna slapped him upside the head. "You should be shooting your shot with April," she said nonchalantly. Ever since Kendrick and April arrived in Miami, she had noticed them constantly at each other's throats.
"Now why would you bring that up?" Kendrick asked, placing the blunt between his lips and inhaling deeply.
"Oh, come on. You two are cute, even though you get on my damn nerves," Kianna mumbled, taking the blunt from him.
