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TW ⚠️  slight domestic violence

Megan

Me and pardi have been fucking on and off for a few weeks now

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Me and pardi have been fucking on and off for a few weeks now. He got his own apartment that I seem to always be at. Tonight i'm headed out to this party he invited me to. Usually I wouldn't go out with sneaky links but I said yes in hopes that spending time with him will diminish my feelings for glo. I know pardi wants to pursue a more serious relationship with me and I think im going to let him. I just need a distraction.

I have no idea who's finna be at this party so I had to make sure I looked good. I had on this cute lil lingerie set that I never had the chance to wear. I hear a car horn outside and peep out the window. Pardi is sitting in his bmw, parked in my driveway.  I grab my purse and make my way out the house.

When I get in the car he scans my body and licks his lips. "You look good love." he compliments me and I smile. "Thank you." He pulls off and rests his hand on my thigh. I pull out my phone and text my closest friend Jaela that I'm leaving. She has my location and I told her to be on standby incase something goes down. We always do this whenever going out without each other.

When we arrived to the party, I look at pardi as if he's joking. The place looked like some abandoned building that was rented out by crackheads. I honestly thought I was being pranked. He puts the car in park and gets out. I watch from inside the car as he walks up to the building and dap some dude up. He was white with disheveled hair and raggedy clothes. He was also extremely skinny and his face looked sunken in. The fuck they got going on.

Pardi turns to me and motions for me to get out the car. I do as told and hesitantly walk over to them. "Hey love, this is my homeboy Jeremy. Jeremy this my girl Megan." He introduced us as his hand slid around my waist. I smiled but stayed quiet, I didn't feel like correcting that 'my girl' part. Jeremy looks me up and down and whistles. "You outdid yourself this time pardi. I almost feel bad for her." He laughs and pardi grabs my hand guiding me inside. What he meant by that last part?

As we enter the party I immediately start to feel overstimulated. The room is dimly lit with a few flickering lights, which gave haunted house vibes. The air is thick with the smell of smoke which makes me cough. It's not a weed smoke though, more like cigarettes and some other drugs I can't identify. There is music playing throughout the building, however it is drowned out by the numerous side conversations from people huddled in their respective corners.

The inside of the place matches the outside's abandoned look. There are random pieces of furniture scattered about and the walls are literally peeling. The floor is disgusting, like no one has swept for years. I look around and notice different groups of men in their respective areas doing drugs or playing dice. There was not a single other female in sight.

As we walked I could hear snippets of conversation over the faint music playing in the background. They talked about "deals" and "pickups" that made me realize this is some sort of place for drug deals. I thought back to the story Kellon told me of that new girl who got addicted to cocaine. Did Pardi have something to do with that? I suddenly became extremely uncomfortable.

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