𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙄𝙊𝙐𝙎

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

"Yeah, you weird for that." My sister, Ariana said.

I shrugged while skimming over my text messages. The dude was still hitting me up, and yeah we were conversating or whatever--- but we have an age difference. So, I was ready to block him.

"Why would you miss out on a chance like that though?" Ariana questioned.

I shrugged my shoulders, because I just thought I already told her.

"Age difference." I dragged, while mugging her ass.

Then, she rolled her eyes back and got up, throwing her bag of takis in the trash.

"Isaiah was 22 and you was dating him when you were only sixteen. Lying about your age and shit and being a hoe. " she said.

"Bitch, you didn't leave any for me?" I said, rushing up to check the trash can while still mugging her.

"And plus, That's because I haven't had a daddy, and I didn't know better." I said.

"You ain't gone be muggin' me out my shit, okay?" She said, while licking the spicy seasoning off her fingers.

"And still, you lost your virginity when you were thirteen. You nasty." She mocked.

I watched her, while still mugging her.

"It wasn't my choice to lose my virginity." I frowned,

"Nasty." I mumbled, and got up to go in the bathroom.

"Anyways, your birthday is en a few weeks, and then you gone be eighteen." She mentioned.

"Yeah, I know--but that don't mean nun. It's still a age difference, and I don't feel comfortable with him no way." I admitted.

I was in the bathroom, rubbing some moisturizer on my face because the air is hella dry and humid out here in Georgia.

"Okay, well give me his number den, because I know I need a baller like Jay Z or Kenneth." She yelled, while pouncing off her squicky matress.

"No?" I yelled, turning my head while still mugging her.

"N you shouldn't be with him after our messed up date. That's just wrong." I yelled while she walked away.

"Where yo phone at, I'mma get me dat number." She mumbled while tossing the blankets all over the place.

"No!" I yelled, while laughing.

"Bitch, you better go get you a good man like him. Send me a picture of what he look like so I can see him." She said.

"Man, I'll show you." I said, but Ariana was giving that glare as if she was ready to start some shit-- so I put my big girl face on and devil stared at her.

"Plus, bitch we ghetto. I guarantee if that nigga come here, he gone think you nasty ass fuck." She said.

My heart started pounded. "Fuck you." I said.

You suppose to be my sister, not my opp. I don't even know why I fuck with her no more because she just a big bitch anyway.

I grabbed my phone that I slid in my pocket and texted him back, since he been on delivered for like thirty minutes now.

I ignored her, because she ain't getting his number. I don't care who he is, even if he was my best friend I still wouldn't give Ariana his number because she is the true definition of a hoe.

"Well, that's your loss, because when one of these pretty ass baddies come around and take yo man, then that's yo fault." Ariana yelled, while smiling.