Jaliyah Campbell is a 23 year old trying to succeed in life. She was kicked out of her home at the age of 16 by her single mother moved back into her grandmothers home. Her grandmother soon passed away and she has to make one of the worst decisions...
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"Mhm....Daniel...fuck! Oh, shit!" I gripped on to the counter then busted out laughing as I was making fun of Frankie.
"That's not how I sound, bitch..." She folded her arms and smirked.
"Fuck you, Frank. You sound exactly like that." I held my stomach.
"I do not sound like that at all. But, yeah, it went down last night. Shit, my ass hurt...I went through so much amazing pain." She turned around.
"Damn, you throwing ya' damn back already?" I folded my arms.
"Hell yeah!" She flicked her hair past her shoulders.
"He's here, now we can go." Daniel walked back into the kitchen with Cameron.
"Wassup, Frankie?" Cameron gave Frankie a side hug.
"Hey.".
He made eye contact with me and I immediately smiled shyly. He let go of Frank and smirked, making his way over to me.
"Hola.." I grinned and giggled as he placed his arms around me.
"I didn't even know that you was gonna go furniture shopping. It would've just been the two of us..." He whispered into my ear.
"Sorry, baby boy. I needed Frankie to help..." I smirked.
I caught Frankie's glare and she immediately began to smile. I narrowed my eyes and watched her walk back to where Daniel was standing.
"Let's go, y'all." I grabbed my purse from Daniels counter.
We exited Daniels house and jumped into my car. I put my seatbelt on and started the car before driving out of his driveway. Through out the whole journey, Frankie's glare was on my mind. Maybe she doesn't like seeing me happy with Cameron or something? Or, she probably still has feelings for him? Whatever it is, she has to get over it because she's dating his boy.
"Frank..." I called her name out once we arrived at the mall.
"What's up?" She smiled.
"This has been on my mind and I just wanted to ask you something." I played with my nails.
"Go ahead, shoot." She placed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Okay. What was that glare all about in Daniels kitchen when Cameron came over to give me a hug?" I folded my arms.
"What glare?" She tilted her head to the side.
"Frankie, you gave me a weird look in the kitchen. What's up? Do you still have feelings for Cameron or something?" I stopped walking.
