Tinashe p.o.v
Two days after darrins funeral
Kiya: hey bun
Me: hi
I went back laying on my bed
Kiya: August sent you flowers
Me: August?
Kiya: yeah and he got you card
Me: throw it away
Chance: now why you gotta-
Me: just get oouut
Them: fine
They left slamming my door
Me: (mumbles) imma throw this shit away
I walked over to my table and grabbed the basket and tossed it in the trash
Me: if Darrin was alive I would of told him to kill-
TV: The singing murder strikes again with his fifteenth killing this year
Me: hmmm..what if he killed Darrin
I watched the news til someone knocked on my door.
Me: who is it (opens door)
Someone was running up the stairs so I followed they ass to August's apartment
Bryan: ayo you almost stepped on my package
Me: listen hear nigga don't be knocking at my door and shit thinkin-
I followed him inside the dark green apartment
Bryan: I'm bryan and you are
Tinashe: (rolls eyes) tinashe
Bryan: I heard sooo much about you from my best friend
Tinashe: who is your best friend
August walked out of a room shirtless with some shorts on
August: he's talking about me
I looked passed him and saw a chain on that door
Bryan: welp I gotta go
He grabbed the box and left
August: what ya staring at
Me: not you
He followed my eyes and had a smirk on his face
August: you should le-
Me: oh I am
His eyes was glued to my cleavage
Me: pervert
...now it's nighttime and I am looking at myself in the mirror
Me: Yo ass should never left that day. Biiitch I hate you!!
I screamed at myself like this over and over until I saw a figure behind me
Me: Darrin
I looked and nobody was there
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