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Arabian Kapri Nelson January 4, 2024 Miami, FL
ARABIAN' blew out a small breath exiting out of her Instagram, her phone was blowing up with notifications from that app. She didn't even know why the same people have her name in her mouth, it's been months and she never left their minds.
"What's wrong?" Tafari glanced away from the road looking over at Arabian who had her face turned up. She eyed Tafari rolling her eyes looking away.
"Ight, keep that stank ass attitude. Ian did nothing to you"
"I never said you did" she snapped, Tafari chuckled nodding his head turning up the radio in the car. Arabian crossed her arms over her chest looking out of the window, if he never messed with the girls or even gave them the slightest attention they wouldn't be posting or sharing old messages between them.
Arabian looked down at her ringing phone, answering it after staring at the unknown number for a while. Her face was still turned up waiting to hear the person on the other end.
"You okay?, did we strike a nerve" Dream voice flowed through the phone followed by laughs, Arabian pulled her phone away from her ear shocked.
"Bitch, you really got some nerve calling my phone about a nigga that I got. Is crazy" Arabian leaned up with a small smile, she didn't know what this pregnancy was doing to her, but she's been mean as ever lately.
"You couldn't have him if he was with me two days ago, I'm really confused."
"Bitch you're a loser, literally. And to sit up here and lie and say he was with you two days ago, shows me you're really desperate as fuck" Tafari turned down the radio after hearing Arabian going off on somebody, he made a face staring at her confused.
"If you want the nigga so bad come and get him, that's right you can't—" Tafari grabbed Arabian phone hanging up.
"Why would you do that?, you must really been fucking on that bitch"
"I'm not fucking nobody but you, I'm not a dirty nigga Arabain" Tafari smacked his teeth placing her phone on his lap. Arabian waved him off leaning back looking out of the window.
"How did she even get my number"
"How am I supposed to know, I don't even know the girl. Who was it?"
"Dream" Tafari made a face hearing her voice crack. Reaching over grabbing her chin turning her face to look at him, the car was stopped at the red light so all of his attention was on her until it turned green.
