Okay guys, I recently found out that I can run track again after being injured for 5+ monthsss!
Yes, I'm happyyy! Yes, I cried all week. But YES, Y'all will be getting faster uploads and I will be able to focus on writing this story and maybe working on my other one, until my season startssss.
So yeah, it's a blessing for both, y'all and I!!
Now, I had to make it up to y'all for leaving for so damn long, so I hope yall enjoy this chapterrrr ❤️.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Karrizma Myella Jones-Steal
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*Karrizma's Apartment*
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Leeanna's sister, Sanaa was awake now, but no where near sober so the process of getting her in the house would be even harder especially because she refused to let me carry her cause in her defense "I'm hers sister's boo".
That made me chuckle, but also irritated because she can't even walk in I straight line so how is she gonna get in that damn apartment?
All three of us, Marri, Leeanna and I, worked together to take Sanaa to my apartment, which was on the third floor.
"Shit, how much do yo sister weigh?" Marri says, looking at Leeanna. "Girl I don't fucking know, but she not big so quit playing hoe." Leeanna immediately claps back.
It's always fucking something.
"Can ya'll shut the fuck up, so we can get to this fuck ass elevator?" I say, shutting everything down.
They both look at me, rolling their eyes. I don't give a fuck though, I'm not trying to hear the mouth right now.
As we walk up to the elevator, I see a big ass "Out Of Service" sign on the doors.
"Oh fuck no!" Marri yells out. "Bro, what the fuck?" I groan.
It's always something in this apartment building, I ain't paying taxes for this fuck ass elevator to be broke right now.
"What floor is your apartment on, Karrizma?" Leeanna says, with her face in her hands. "Third." "That's not bad, we can do it." Leeanna says, heading for the stairs.
