Cyn's Adobe
15 Oct 2016
Cynthia Pov
1:32pmI walked into the door and flung my keys on the couch, closing the door with my elbow. I took off my coat and made my way to the kitchen to put our food down.
Work was going .. great, I gues- WHO I'M KIDDING!? It was a waste of my time. Although my department was moving smoothly, everything else wasn't.
Niggas I'd never seen before tried desperately to get my attention .. the thirst was REAL and since Erica haven't been in for a wk or two, James been acting like he "run shit."
"Bitch did you suck- ouuu you so nasty!" I heard Kway loud-mouth ass.
"Bihh mm mm, can't be me! I would've told him to flip it, smack it, then rub me down!" He smacked the air.
I rolled my eyes and groaned loudly.
Kway looked back at then waved me off. He contuined his messy ass conversation with uh- I'm guessing with that slutty bitch April.
"Guuuurrrrllll" His voice ranged off similar to 'Tony tha tiger'. "So how's that other babydaddy doing yah."
"Kway!"
He told me to "hush" then went on with his conversation. I know he di- did he ju-
I yanked his phone out of his phone then ushered, "um yeah gyal! Kway is busy bb-bye! Finish throwing back for babydaddy number 7 ok!? Alright then gyal!"
I hung up the phone and threw it in his lap.
"I know this bitch didn't juss .." he was lost in a trance.
I shrugged my shoulders and got a gatorade out of the fridge then walked to my room. Erica was sound asleep, as usual. Its either that or else, she'll stare at the wall.
Honestly, this was aggravating the fuck outta of me. She barely says anything or even eat .. wasting my hard-work money on food that she don't want to touch.
While she moping around th-MY house, Nikki's all on Snapchat turning up, giving backshots, if I do say myself. Erica can't seem to raddle with the pain so all she seems to do is sleep it off, or stare at the ceiling.
I'd never experienced heartbreak nor do I plan to. I always play the other-side of the fence. With this situation, I don't even know what to do but I damm sure gone put a end to this "sad Erica".
Her phone brightened up followed along by vibration. It did it couple times after til it finally stopped.
I gazed at Erica for a sec then at the phone. Her phone lit up again which only made it more tempting.
"Might of well ..." I mumbled.
Grabbing the phone aside from where she laid, only to notice, she had a code on it.
What you need a code for?
I thought about it for a sec,
--
"Cynthia! I'm not playing."
"You gone tell who she is?" I giggled.
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