mute.

TWENTY SEVEN

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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"i thought you said you killed him!" i yelled at stokeley, through the phone.

"i did!" stokeley yelled back, and i sucked my teeth.

"no the fuck you didn't!" i sighed, tapping my foot.

how is this nigga not dead?

stokeley stabbed his ass mutiple times.

i hung up, pacing around in the bathroom.

i'm real life scared.

i threw my phone on the ground, sitting down.

ima regret that shit.

diego rubbed my back and michael kissed my head.

"c-can i spend the night at one of y'all house?" i sniffled, looking up at both of them.

i start breaking down when my anxiety starts getting higher.

"you can stay at mine! we can have a sleepover!" diego squealed, continuing to rub my back.

"don't kimetrius hang out there?" michael asked and diego rolled his eyes.

"yeah but that's whatever." diego shrugged, and michael cringed.

"ima invite jared if yo nigga there." michael shrugged, laughing.

now i want to see stokeley.

"c-can stokeley c-come?" i asked, wiping my eyes trying to calm dowm.

"awe, of course."

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