MIA POV
They need to let my real daddy rest in fucking peace cause that ratchet ass man ain't my fucking daughter he better gone head somewhere
August: you iiaght ma?
Mia: *wiping eyes* yeah I'm good.
August: where we goin?
Mia: *calls jeremy*
PHONE CONVERSATION
Mia: hello
Jeremy: girl what is you calling me fa.
Mia: look! They got a ugly ass man at this damn house talkin bout he my daddy!
Jeremy: what
Mia: yeah. I left that bit. Momma talking bout that's my real daddy. My daddy is in fuckin peace like damn.
Jeremy: Mia look, daddy not yo real daddy. He just took in for you.
Mia: ain't his name signed on my birth certificate?! Ohh ok! And you knew and ain't tell me. *laughs sarcastically* y'all got games.
Jeremy: you can't get mad at me cause that's yo daddy. I can't tell you that shit! You betta get mad at yo damn momma.
Mia: yeah. You right. Bye
Jeremy: and don't do nothing stupid!
Mia: *sarcastically* it's already been done.
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August: did it really take allat.
Mia: whet?
August: nothing. You hungry?
Mia: you know I'm hungry.
August: *laughing* you right.
Mia: you trynna be funny. Cause you can get slapped.
August: *laughing* no girl.
Mia: I bet. And drive us back to yo house cause I wanna lay down.
August: gotcha.
We went to Taco Bell and I got me 3 tacos. Don't judge me a nigga was hungry.
August: yo stomach gone be hurting.
Mia: fuck you mean. It's been hurting these past hours anyways.
August: it hurt bad.
Mia: not really.
August: it's quiet *turns on radio*
Mia: ohh this my song *snaps fingers* (Verse)
I'm lying in the back of my daddy's old pick-up truck
Looking up in the sky at the stars, all I see is you, yeah
Then I find myself in my room, sitting here with the blues
cause all I want, all I want is you
(Chorus)
Ohh, You're you're like a bottle of wine
You get better with time
all I need, is a glass of you
Whoa, You're you're like a ray of sunshine
In the noon time
All I wanna do is lye under you
(Verse)
I'm, I'm in my living room, talking to my momma
And all I can do is think, think of you, ummm
I'm, I'm in my kitchen frying up an egg and some bacon
all I, all I can do is think of you, ummm baby
(Chorus)
Ohh You're you're like a bottle of wine
You get better with time
all I need, is a glass of you
Whoa, You're you're like a ray of sunshine
In the noon time
All I wanna do is lye under you
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Never Trust a Thot
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl who is getting played out by everybody. She notices that thots can't be trusted with anything. The only person she can depend on are her bestfriends but will they turn on her? This story has tragic scenes murder scenes se...
