Bad Bitches

Chapter 23

Dayona

"Where we going now??" Kyarra rolls her eyes. I'm about tired of her and Katrina ass. One minute we getting a long then the next minute we argue. That's crazy. "All I did was ask a question. All that huffing is unnecessary.." I say taking my phone out of my purple MK purse.

"Girl you asked a question that's been answered 2 times already. We're going to get these IDs made. Katrina where you say it was located at.?"

"On Roadway avenue on the south." She puts the address into the GPS and thank got it's around the corner. Hopefully it don't take that long to make them because it's 5 finto be 6 now. I plug in my earphones and listen to some Yo Gotti. 2 minutes later we pull up to a shop. We get out and walk in and look on the door for the businesses hours but don't see it. You can tell this a bootleg store. A white young boy walks up to the door and unlocks it.

"What can I assist y'all with.?"

"We are in need of some fake IDs and we heard that you were one of the best in town. We was hoping you could hook us up." He smiles and lets us in.

"Well it will take me bout 10 minutes if that's not to long. And what age are y'all faking and I'm going to provide y'all with a fake birthday and.....never mind. Y'all know what all supposed to be on an ID. But I must warn you if y'all get caught I'm saying I didn't sell them to y'all so y'all are on y'all own." I nod my head and follow him into a room with a computer, ID maker, and copy machine. This room look so plain like it looks boring as hell. Depressing. He orders us to stand by the wall and takes pictures of us. He does his thing on the computer and a few minutes later I hear the ID maker make a funny sound then 3 cards come out. He stands up and gives them to us. The ID cards look like us but they make us look older like 25 or some. I put the ID up closer so I can see it and like I expected Kyarra ass says something.

"Damn DayDay, you blind ain't it sis." I ignore her and put my ID in my matching MK wallet and walk out the store and try to open the door but it's locked.

"Hold on, stop pulling on it for a minute." She unlocks it and I get in the back and plug my earphones in. "Day, what's wrong.?" She says getting in and looking at me. I act like I don't hear her and start bobbing my head to the invisible music playing. She turns back around and starts driving back towards the house.

"Why we going this way?" Katrina asks.

"I got to go get some extra money. I only brought 300." 23 minutes we pull up to the condo and see Tonio car parked. We hop out and Kyarra walks in and tries to head straight towards the room but Tonio grabs her. I sit down at the bar thinking if I should grab the popcorn or not.

"The fuck." Kyarra looks down at her arm. And I start laughing. "Niqqa let me go.!"

"What's your problem Kyarra. i haven't did nun to yo ass." She looks down at her arm again and he lets go. She storms up the stairs and he follows her. So I get a juice out the refrigerator and my happy ass follows them. Kyarra gets to the door and tries to go in and close it in his face but he puts his feet in the way. "Kyarra chill out mane, what I do ?"

"You acting like we didn't almost get sent to prison for attempted murder/murder, flaunting aroung. Going to the Gym when you should at least take a nap or some. !" She yells to the top of her lungs. I sat at the bottom of the stairs and Katrina comes where I'm at.

"You so damn nosey girl come on.!" She grabs my arm and I grab the pole part of the staircase.

"Nooo Kat, I want to listen..... I want to hear.!"

"Bring your ass on girl." She says laughing then we hear glass shattering. I look at Katrina as she look at me and then a few seconds later we here another glass shatter. We rush up the stairs and barge into the room to see Kyarra throwing stuff at Tonio while he dodging and trying to talk to calm her down. But from the looks of it, that shit ain't working. I run to Kyarra and grab her, Katrina tries to take the stuff out her hand but she jerks away and chunks it at him. He ducks and it barely missed him.

"Mane, chill the fuck out ! Get y'all fucking sister.!" I roll my eyes and start pulling Kyarra out the room. Once we're out she wash the tears from her eyes.

"What's going on.?"

"None, is y'all ready to go. I'm not finna stay in this damn house. I'll been done killt his ass." I go back downstairs with Katrina following and grab my things. Kyarra goes in her makeup kit and starts putting her lip stick on with mascara. I sit there watching as she pops and puckers her lips.

"Lets go make this trip to the mall."

"You got to clean that shit up first. That shit gone still be fucked up when we cone back." Katrina says looking at Kyarra with a serious ass face.

"Who gone clean it up !? Ian cleaning shit. He better clean it. Got me fucked all the way up. I ain't Susie the maid.! You clean it.!" I'm so tired of they ass. If it ain't one thing it's another. I don't really care who clean what or when they decide to clean it. It ain't my problem. I don't know why Katrina worried bout Kyarra room anyway. Shit irrelevant as hell to me.

"It ain't my damn job to clean it.!"

"Ok then, shut the fuck up." She grabs the keys and goes outside to the Mercedes. Instead of Katrina getting in the front like she always do, she gets in the back. I get in the front and buckle my seat belt. "People with these lil stupid ass attitudes."

"If it ain't directed, it ain't respected." Katrina says looking at the back of Kyarra head.

"You know who I'm talking bout so there's no need to direct it. The fuck." She turns up the radio but Katrina turns it back down.

" i don't know who the hell you talking to, like you done forgot who the fuck I am. I'm not none of these lil hoes walking around here. You gone talk with some fucking sense. Now the radio can be turned back up.!" I'm lost as hell but I ignore them cause I don't want to be put in their bs. Kyarra turns around and looks in Katrina face with a pissed off look. Instead of Katrina ignoring it she stares back in Kyarra face and tilts her head with a attitude expression. I let out a long huff and pull out my phone and goes on Instagram. After a few minutes of them arguing Kyarra pulls off. 23 minutes later we pull up at the Ole Miss Mall. We get out and walks inside.

"What store we going in first ?" I ask trying to clear the mood.

"It don't matter, we can go in that Christmas store." We walk in and instantly see 5 sets of a 3-piece Santa Vixen outfit. I get the baby blue, Katrina grabs the white one, and Kyarra grabs the pink one. We all grab the heels that matched the color. We went to the cash register to pay. After we paid we left out and went to the food court, ordered, and went to find a seat. Once we were seated a group of boys walked pass and I turned my head and looked another way trying to avoid eye contact. I start eating my salad and hear somebody start singing behind me. I turn to look and see a light skin with hazel eyes and thot haircut looking down at me while smiling. I give him a fake smile. I don't feel like dealing with these niggahs. I'm already sick of Tonio dumb ass. I don't need no other problems. Even though Tonio not my niggah.

"Wassup... My name Zaylon... " i nodd my head and continued eating.

"Damn, rude." I stop and look at him with a frown.

"Problem ?"

He chuckles and 2 deep dimples winks at me. I smile and look back down at my food. "Nahh, I mean you could have at least said hey and told me your name. Instead of the attitude."

"Hey.....Kyarra." I say rubbing my hair back. He takes out his phone and I roll my eyes.

"You mind if I have your number Kyarra.?" I take his phone and save my number in it. He calls my number and my phone rings. I save his number and put my phone back in my purse. We start a small conversation and decide to meet up at the club in a few hours. Time for my player ways to pop out. You can tell by the way he acts he ain't none but a thug. I'm finna play the games that has been played on me plenty of times. Let the games begin.