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real life.
˖𓍯ꕤ*. - UNKNOWN ! -
my head was pounding the next morning. i shifted in the bed, pulling the covers further over me as i groaned at the sunlight.
"headache?" someone asked which caused me to pause, my eyes shooting open as i began to wondering who the hell was standing in the room.
definitely wasn't Gio, she was pissed last night and i know her enough to know that that's not her voice. "uh," i softly said, leaning up in bed, the covers falling down a bit.
i quickly covered myself back up as i noticed that i didn't have any clothes on. "Bk?" i took in my surroundings, realizing that i was not in the comfort of my own bedroom. "what the hell happened last night?" i whispered to myself, frowning and holding the covers tightly.
Bk sat on the end of the bed. "we had a lot to drink last night. i don't even remember how we ended up back here in bed but..." she shrugged. "it was a surprise."
i hummed, looking around the room for my clothes. "i'm sure it was a great time, but Gio's already upset with me and i don't know how i let this happened." i shook my head, rubbing my forehead to get rid of my aching headache.
"right..." she muttered. "Gio."
i paused, looking up at her. "yeah, Gio. i gotta go." i stood up, but the covers were forcing me back. "uh, do you mind leaving while i change?" i tightly smiled.
Bk nodded, giving me a small smile as she stood up. "sure, of course." she walked to the door but stopped. "you look beautiful in the mornings, even with the," she pointed to my hair. "bed hair."
i forced a smile down, "thank you." i softly said.
she closed the door behind her and i flopped back down on the bed. "what the fuck?" i whispered.
Gio was gonna kill me.
i sighed in disappointment, shaking my head as my eyes slightly blurred with tears. i sniffed and shook it off, grabbing and my clothes and putting them on.
i looked for my phone as well, but it seemed as though it wasn't in here leaving me to just walk out the door, preparing myself for what i was going to be facing.
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i unlocked the door to my mama's house, announcing myself as i walked in. "mama? are you here?" i called out for her, taking off my shoes as i closed the door behind me.
"yeah baby," my mama walked out the kitchen archway, biting into an apple. she paused her chewing when she took me in, walking towards me consciously. "what's wrong? what happened? was it that girlfriend of yours? i need to beat her ass?" she threw questions out as she rubbed my arm with one hand, the other holding her apple.
i shook my head, not saying a thing as i wrapped my arms around her waist for a tight hug, finally being able to cry in peace. "baby? what happened, you're scaring me." she rubbed my back soothingly.
"i fucked up mama." i voiced.
she exhaled deeply, "whatever it is, i'm try there's a solution." she leaned her head against mine.
i shook my head rapidly against her. "you don't understand, i messed up. Gio's gonna hate me forever." my voice wobbled as well as my bottom lip.
"what happened, Imani." she repeated again, pulling away from me as she stared into my watery eyes. she glanced between my eyes, her eyebrows scrunching up. "what did you do?"
i pulled away from her and walked towards the couch, sitting down as i waited for her to do the same thing. "Gio and i have been...hanging out and i've been talking to this other girl as well, but...it didn't end so well. in the end, she forgave me and today i woke up in bed with the other girl and my phone was dead." i scoffed. "can you believe that?"
my mama's eyes narrowed, "who gives a fuck about the phone, Imani. you have a problem on your hands." she widened her eyes at me.
i blankly stared at her, wiping my eyes. "i know that, i just don't know what i'm gonna do."
she gently rubbed my back before pulling me towards her. "we'll figure it out baby."
i sniffed, glancing over at her apple. "can i have a bite?" i asked, staring up at her.
she sighed and reluctantly handed it over.
⚢ believe it or not i was struggling with whether i wanted them to sleep together or not but in the end it would've had the same outcome so...it didn't really matter that much
