*skips a week again*
Next Saturday|4:17 p.m.
Kannon
After Danielle started tripping last Saturday I stopped fucking with her.
After we left the mall I had to go to my house to switch cars. I go in the house to get the keys to the other car and this bitch tries to run in my house.
Like how you that desperate to be inside somebody crib that you run up in they shit after they tell you to stay ya black ass in the car?
She had life all fucked up. Then get mad when I cuss her out. Like girl you betta get the fuck on somewhere.
It's almost 4:30 in the evening and I ain't did nothing productive today. I ain't really feel like clubbing tonight but I definitely wanna get out this damn house.
Cree
April was dragging me to this little chill session/kickback/get together or whatever the fuck it was that Braylon was having tonight. Apparently his parents were out of town for the week & left him here alone.
He wanted us to be there early to help him with the food and everything else.
"April I'm not staying if that asshole is coming." I said walking inside Braylon's house.
"Cree relax. I'm sure he's not coming. You heard him last weekend. He didn't even sound interested." she said walking in the kitchen.
I walked behind her and got out the ingredients to make some cheese dip and she pulled out all the snacks we bought earlier.
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*4 hours later*
8:32
The music was on, the food was ready, and there was a weed section set up in Braylon's den. Only for the stoners.
It was a lot of people already showing up. Like this looked and felt more like a real deal party instead of a lil get together.
The doorbell rang and I went to go answer it. When I got there Braylon had already answered it and held the door wide open revealing Kannon standing there.
What the actual fuck?
Call me bougie or whatever but I was honestly trying to stay as far away from him as possible. He was just too ignorant and disrespectful from what I've seen and I don't get along with those type of people.
I watched as they dapped each other up before he let him in.
I turned around and squeezed through the people to get to the room where my things were.
Walking in the room, my purse and keys were sitting on the bed along with April's things.
My phone began ringing in my pocket. April was calling.
"Wassup?" I said answering the phone.
"Bitch where you at?" she yelled over the music that was playing in the front room.
