Unfortunate: K&G

The Hangover 🤙🏽

" im confused "
" what exactly happened yesterday, like who was this person i found myself being "
" who am I becoming "
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" Keema, Keema, Keema...Relax, tell me what's running through your mind "
Gee rolled over to hear Keema whispering to herself.

" I just, don't know what the fuck that was. How did i...like feel comfortable doing that shit ? Why'd you let me do that shit ? "

Keema was visibly upset. And Gee had no clue why her emotions flipped so fast. Yesterday it was sweet and Keema was showing off and could have just been the weed or the intense week she had, but everything seemed fine.

" because....you took the initiative, you told me that this was what you wanted... Like I'm not understanding. i didn't force you to do this Shakeema, i gave you the option to accept my shit or go. and you chose accept my shit. so now what ?"

Gee rolled, over and sat on the edge of the bed in the national pose of a nigga who just fucked up. Heels touching, knees far apart, elbows rested on knees and palms pressed into her face..
" youre over reacting . You acting like i put this on you, when i didnt. I told you not to about 7 times and you still did it. You still flirted back. You made these choices Keema. Not me. I didn't encourage them either. I knew you weren't ready for this kinda thing, i told you to wait but you dont listen, you never listen, you take everything as a challenge"

Gee got up, and walked to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and came back to the room to find Keema gone.
" what the fuck is this child problem "
Gee put her " on my way to fuck ya bitch " slides and ran down the stairs to find Keema leaving the house half dressed hair a mess, pants hanging off more than usual.
" XIOMARA GET THE FUCK "
Gee reached the end of the stairs and grabbed keema by the hoodie that definitely belonged to Gee..
" im literally going to kill you today "
Gee used her foot to close the door,and pent Keema to the door with her forearm. Which was beautifully tatted with all her art work.
" let me go Ge'Elle, i dont have time for this shit today, just let me go."
" if i let you go... you have to relax and sit tf down "
Gee walked keema to the kitchen table, she mumbled in patios as she ushered gee through the kitchen.
" im gonna take my hands off you. But when i do. If you move... i swear i will break ya neck in this house today, so PLEASE dont try me"
She let go.
And Keema made a run for it.
And Gee grabbed her by that same hoodie. And restrained her by placing her forearm around the front her body. It rested on her neck,
They navigated around the house like this for hours before Keema came down from what was the worst post High/Drunk ever.
" now talk to me! Im tired of playing with yo ass "
Gee sat keema down on her lap. And held on tight locking her in like a seat belt.
" okay okay, just gimmie a second or 70"
Keema adjusted herself to be facing Gee who never let thst grip loose. And Keema leaned on her shoulder and started talking into her neck.