Giselle POV:
"I'm taking you on a date." I kissed Onika's lips softly making Lauren gag out next to her.
"When?" Nicki asked excitedly.
"We have to be there by eight. I'm about to go get fitted for my tux, and then we'll get ready." I kissed her again, this time she quickly latched her teeth to my bottom lip, pulling me in for a sloppy kiss.
"Don't give it up before the date, I taught you better than that friend." Lo said making us laugh.
"Girl, leave them people alone. Come on G." My brother came out of the kitchen eating my fiancé's snacks, that she was going to cry about. I mean enough tears to create a river, snotty nose, hyperventilating crying.
"Come on, bruh." I snatched the box from him. My heart dropped to my ass, feeling the box was empty. She was going to kill us all.
"Gucci!" Nicki whined loudly.
"We about to go get you some more baby, I promise." Stressing, I ran over to her side. "Like two or three boxes of everything you like." I kissed her pouting lips.
"Make him buy them because why would you do that?" For the past few weeks, Lauren and I had joined forces. Onika was stressing us out. If she wasn't calling me crying, she was calling Lo crying. She was always fucking crying.
"My bad, shorty. I read somewhere you're not supposed to be eating that stuff while you're pregnant anyways." I put my head in my hands, sighing loudly. This nigga needed to shut up.
"Radric get the fuck out!" Lauren sent the confused man packing as we all watched tears roll down Nicki's cheeks.
"I'm sorry my brother is dumb. I'll be right back." I wiped her tears. "With plenty of snacks and then we're going to go out and have a good time, ok?" Onika nodded. Honestly, I've just been apologizing for shit I can't control. Like when it rains and makes it look gloomy out or when one of her favorite couples in those fake-ass series doesn't date in real life.
"I'm getting a new man, and he isn't going to eat your snacks." Lo side-eyed her husband as she comforted her friend who was still obviously upset. "He's going to own all the snack factories in the world." Lauren's tactic was to just lie about the most absurd things if it was what her friend wanted to hear and for her, it worked.
"So she really mad about them two little ass donut sticks?" My brother asked as we got in the car.
"Furious, watch your back nigga." I couldn't help but chuckle, I had to learn the hard way. Do not touch them damn donut sticks or Zebra cakes.
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Made For Me
FanficYou was made for me Yeah but all you do is take from me All you bring around is hate for me I don't think you safe for me I'm fucked up but you was made for me - MajorNine