Book #3
Sometimes meting new people can have an amazing outcome. Sometimes meeting new people can bring a traumatic toll on your life. Can one person change your life for good or will it just be temporary?
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"Honestly Lunden is this all you brought me out the house for?"
"What you mean? You don't like this?"
"No, were just driving around Atlanta like we're tourist, it's boring and it's nothing cute to see." Jada said and I cut my eyes at her. She was about to get on my nerves with this bullshit.
"We're not just driving around, we're going to a park."
"Seriously?"
"Yes seriously, you wanna go home?"
"Come on, take me shopping, Lenox is right up the street. We can go spend some money." I hit an illegal u-turn and started making my way back to her apartments. She wasn't about to use me when I just wanted to spend quality time with her. She doesn't understand the principle of just spending time with somebody.
When I first met Jada she was a cool girl, somebody you could roll up with then stay up all night and talk about your goals and shit, but she's changed. She started hanging out with a new crowd of girls and became some boujee little bitch. She stuck up as hell, want shit she can't afford, eBay everything handed to her, snobby as hell, she full of pride, and the list goes on. Jada used to be my dawg but she ain't that anymore.
The only time me and Jada link is when she want to spend my money or when we having sex. She uses me for dick and I use her for pussy because that's all she's good for now. This not the same Jada that I met a long time and and the shit be killing me.
We used to be tighter than her pussy and now it's just boring and full of shit. The vibe is even awkward as hell when she get into the car with me. She used to hop in the car with a nigga and get turnt as fuck but people change like the seasons, I was just over her. She getting cut off as soon as this car stop cause I'm done with her using me for money.
"Where are we going? We've come all this way, just take me shopping damn it." I just cut my eyes at her and kept driving. This bitch dead ass done lost her shit. At this point I wanna push her ass off a cliff and watch her crack her skull. It sounds harsh, but sometimes certain people can just push you to that point.
My phone started ringing and her goofy ass picked it up and answered it. I wasn't even about to try and fight her because honestly it would've been Chris Brown and Rihanna situation and her head would've been hitting the dash board.
"Who the fuck is this?" Her dumb ass asked into the phone, forgetting that my phone was blue toothed to the car. Once I realized it was my mom I pulled over. I don't give a fuck who you are, you not disrespecting my mom and that's on everything I love. I wish I was a female so I could rock her shit, but it's cool I got sisters and cousins that's gone trash her ass."
"Excuse me? Who the fuck are you to ask me who the fuck is this?"
"Look bitch-"
"The bitch you're referring to is the woman that basically pays for everything my son buys you're ungrateful, bitter, miserable ass. You will not talk to me like im a fucking fifteen year old girl that's about to argue over a nigga."
