Kept from God

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For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end. - Jeremiah 29:11

Modesty 11:40am

My eyes came open the sun burning my eyes like no other. My head still on 10 from last night I rose up from the bed, Still in my dress and makeup on my face from what I seen on the pillow I was sleeping on.

 I got out the bed and walked to the bathroom that was in the guest room, I turned on the light looking at my face in the mirror. I examined my gucci bags and the stains of running mascara on my cheeks. I shook my head "I can't believe that ass hole" I whispered to myself about Cash, who was the reason I looked so fucked.                                                                                                                   

I'm sure my phone is fucked after he blowed it up last night trying to explain to me how he wasn't balls deep in some bitch last night, I wasn't gonna listen to his lying ass for one second.

what's the point? For laughter?

Taking a towel out the linen closet in the bathroom I washed the makeup from my face to make myself look at least halfway decent for the snap. Once I was finish washing my face off I grabbed  my phone to record a lil' message. "Hey snap, somebody tell Navea to wake her betraying bestfriend ass up, so I can yell at her for leaving me at that goddamn party with no house key" I Shouted. Once posted to my story about 5 minutes later my phone rings, I already knew it was Navea ass.

"Bitch you ain't yelling at nobody you'll be ight" She said sounding just as tired as me. 

"I should yell at your ass, and at August" I said taking the top of my hair out of its braid and scratching my scalp. "We had things to do aight, I'll give you the details later. Just like you will with you and Cash cause that's exactly where you are right now" She giggles. My smile face and I rollled my eyes "Actually no, change of plans" 

"Forreal, what happened?" Feeling myself getting mad all over again, and sick all over again for a second, I changed the subject "So when are you gonna put your panties back on and come get me?"

"Girl the panties are still on, Daddy ain't have to take em off--" "Oh my god will you stop, fucking nasty ass muhfuckas" I groaned receiving a laugh from her instead of the rest of the story. "But send me your location, my mom should be calling me here soon anyway" She said.

"Aight, ya'll betta not come get me naked either" After hanging up with Navea that's when I became curious about whether Chris was awake of not. Grabbing my phone I left the guest room to find out.

 Looking through a cracked door on the right of me , Just as bright as the Guest room was a bigger room with visible graffiti art all over the walls, I opened the door all the way to a partially clean room for a nigga and a circle bed unmade and empty. I assumed it was Chris's room because of the decor of a basketball hoop and the TV mounted to the wall, of course the game systems to match. Head ass nigga