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Bad Decisions - 23

February 23, 2016
Oakland, California
4:25 PM
Robyn Rihanna Fenty

I swatted a bug awey' from me ear as I inspected me doo'. Dat fuck nigga kicked my shit in, I'll find his ass and trust when I say he'll wish his momma neva' met his daddy and have his stupid ass. Ion know why I won' just fix it, but I kinda like da fact dat it won' fully close. I slept like a baby yestaday so it's not like I'm in danger wit' it bein' open, but I guess I don' look professional wit' a kicked in doo'. I laughed out loud, I crack myself up.

I walked back in da house and looked at da blood stains on my floor. One set from Lani, one set from dat nigga. Why I won't clean dis up, da world may neva' know. Eh, if I want it up I'll use peroxide and bleach. I laid on da couch and turned my TV on, turning it ta' Chopped. Dat shit is my fuckin' show man just watchin' all de bozzis run around like chickens wit' dey head cut off trynna get a plate togetha' is hilarious. Plus, I learned a lil' sumn sumn from dea' dat I didn't already know.

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I felt a tap on my shoulder, wakin' me out ah my slumber. Shit, I aine ein realize I fell asleep. I done prolly missed all de Chopped, I opened my eyes and stretched, lookin' ova' ta' da TV. Dammit, I fuckin' hate Diners, Drives and Dives. I sighed in disappointment den looked ta' da side, only ta' see dat Lani was hea' I yawned sittin' up and looked at ha.

"Whet?"

"Can you take me home now?"

"Girl da time ya used ta' walk hea', ya coulda walked home wit' it. Gone somewhea'." I laid back down turnin' ova' on me stomach. She sucked her teeth.

"I have stuff here so I couldn't just go home without it." I looked back at ha.

"Ya could've, ya just chose not ta'." I corrected. She stared at me fah a moment den nodded. I laid back down and went back ta' watchin' TV in disappointment.

"Why is my blood still on the floor?" Lani asked.

"'Cuz I won' clean it."

"Disgusting.."

"Thanks baby." She got quiet. A few moments latuh, I heard a loud noise followed by a sharp ting on my ass.

"Fuck!" I yelled, jumpin' up off da couch. I looked at a smirkin' Lani and immediately advanced on her, pinnin' ha against da wall by ha neck.

"Gimme one good reason why ya did dat shit lil' guh." Lani shrugged and pulled me close by me waist wit' dat same smirk she had befa'. Da fact dat she was enjoyin' dis pissed me off even mo', so I just let go out of anger. She cleared her throat and licked her lips befa' speakin'.

"Ya booty was lookin' real nice witcha fine ass." I stared at ha fah a moment den shook my head.

"Get ya shit so you ca' get out."

"Ion know why you acting like such a sour bitch, I'm the one that got shot." She said befa' goin' upstairs. I chuckled and followed her, watchin' ha look around fah ha stuff.

"I'm 'posed ta' be actin' a sour bïtch but I'll still ask. Want help?"

She sucked her teeth. "No."

"Oh okay, hope ya don' hurt ya stomach." She stopped lookin' den turned ta' look Ame.

"Robyn this is not a fucking joke, I seriously could've died."

"I wan' ein' fuckin' laughin' bitch damn.. But ya didn't die so Lighten up, I done got shot plenty times, ya see I'm still hea' fuckin' it up." She raised an eyebrow crossin' ha arms.