ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ:
ᴅʀᴜɢ ᴜsᴇ, sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ & sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛToxic -Love
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Christian Byle Jr
Chicago, ILIts been a couple of hours since they've got back.
cj was sitting on the couch when kijea walked over and sat down beside him.
"you cool?" cj asked, looking at her.
"mhm" kijea hummed, not looking at cj.
"can we talk?" cj asked, grabbing his phone from his lap and looking at it.
"kijea, wheres my phone" Sky asked as she raises her voice slightly, walking over to her.
kijea looked at her.
"It's on the counter" kijea, pointing at the counter.
"okay thank you I see it" sky responded, walking over towards the counter.
"kijea." cj said tapping her hand.
"I'm tired" kijea says as she yawns , getting up and stretching.
"ight come on, we can hit up my pops crib." cj suggested, tugging on her hands causing her to look down at him.
kijea looked at him for a second, cj already knew she was contemplating.
"okay" kijea answered looking away, beginning to walk to kitchen.
Cj stood up and followed behind her.
Since it was 11 something and no one was up, they slipped on their shoes and left.
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Cj and kijea finally had made it to the car and got in.
"can we talk na?" cj asked, starting the car.
"nah" kijea replied, shaking her head.
"kijea, the picture wasn't even that bad" cj aid in a irritated.
"you right it wasn't." Kijea said while looking at cj with a straight face.
"so then whats the problem ?" Cj asked sarcastically.
"the problem is how many times is we gone go through this. this shit is tiring Christian." kijea replied, looking away from cj, putting her head against the window.
cj could tell that kijea was serious and actually tired.
cj didnt want to go through that either.
he knew that kijea was right, the shit is tiring.
it was just whenever they tried to part ways, they would alwasy end up back with eachother.
"I don't know? I'm not trying to put us through this dumb shit on purpose?" cj said, starting the car.
"right" kijea replied while raising down her window.

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