Kyanna
7:30 am; Speightstown Barbados
"Ky...Ky...Kyanna wake yo ass up. You got 10 minutes or I'm leaving."
Pouting, I sit up and stretch. Hopping out of bed, I make my way to one of my bags and grab a simple outfit for the day and pair it with some sneakers. Making my way to the front, I notice king talking to the pilot. Rolling my eyes, I exit the plane and begin making my way to the truck that was waiting on us.
Looking at my phone, I take a deep breath. Shits irritating as hell. I don't want to be here, well at least not with him. I hear a door open and notice Nasir and the driver putting our bags into the truck. As we're leaving the airport I notice there's a black Escalade in front of us and behind us. I roll my eyes already know what's going on. Instead of an actual vacation, his ass is taking care of "business". But you know what, I'm not even mad. The more time he spends working the less time I have he spends around me.
I let down my window and began taking in the view. This is very much so a well deserved and needed vacation and ya girl has every intention on enjoying herself. Looking over at Nasir, I notice him speaking with someone on the phone. Rolling my eyes, I tap his shoulder wanting to know how long before we reached our destination. Instead of giving me a simple answer, the bastard mugs me and starts back talking on the phone.
Smacking my lips I say ask him why can't he just give me an answer but he continues to ignore me. I simply say wow okay. Rolling my eyes, I smile and began hooking my phone up to the car's bluetooth. Going to Spotify I clcik on my girl Kash Dolls song Ice Me Out and as she begins rapping I turn up the radio loud as hell and start singing along. Nasir smacks his lips and then says, "You on that bullshit already," while turning the volume downI shockingly look at him and say, " Who me?"
"Duh you, you the only other person in this damn truck aint it?"
Rolling my eyes, I cross my arms against my chest and say, "Well rudeness if you would've answered my question, I wouldn't have done that. Now how long before we reach the house Nas?"
Hanging up his phone, he looks at me with a mug and then says, "Why does it matter how long we have? Sit yo ass there and play on your damn phone or some shit."
Pouting, I turn the volume back up and started back rapping. Unbuckling my seatbelt, I turn around and start twerking in my seat.
" I AIN'T GOT TO GET NAKED FOR NO TENNIS BRACELET BUT I NEED 20 BANDS FOR A FUCKING ANKLET......."
Next thing you know im being yanked by my damn arm, and the music is fading away "SIT YO ASS DOWN KY DONT FUCKING PLAY WITH ME!!"
"Boy fuck you, aint nobody worries about yo ass"
I turn my shit back up and looking at him I say "Sometimes I want marriage, sometimes I want karats. These nigggahs is my bitches I don't fucking care," while putting emphasis on every word. Nas looks at me and begins huffing and puffing. Laughing I say, "Awee, is the big bad wolf mad."
"Quick question Nas?" Never taking his eyes off the road he asks "What? And it better not be no stupid shit."
"Who picked my baby up from the restaurant?"
"Dame took that baldheaded ass friend of yours to get it. And before you start I told him where the spare was at my place. Ain't nobody hotwire yo shit."
Sitting back in my seat, I simply respond with an okay.
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Pulling up the house I stare in awe. I didn't think this place would look this beautiful.
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