Chapter 20:

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Nya

"Man look at this bullshit. I reposted this picture that said niggas ain't shit and agreed-"

"Fuck you agree for?" Shaun asked mean mugging me.

"Shut up." I said rolling my eyes. "Anyways a fake page is in my comments talking about we must have fell out, ya nigga must have cheated, blah, blah, blah. Like be fucking gone."

"That's why you need to stop talking shit all the time."

"Okay, but ain't nobody gonna check me. I'll talk shit all I want. I could say my man ain't shit and be laid right up under my nigga like I am, the fuck they thought?"

"Y'all see how my baby just be talking shit like that." I look and see the camera pointing to me.

"Stawp!" I say covering my face smiling. "Play too much."

"I had to put that shit on the gram right quick." I rolled my eyes.

*

"Nya, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Shaun asked sounding annoyed.

"What?" I ask.

"Why you keep moving ya damn leg?" I stopped realizing I was continuously moving my leg. We were spending the day laid up watching Netflix since I didn't have to go to school or work today.

"Oh sorry." I mumbled. "I have cramps and it's making me uncomfortable and antsy."

"Where ya pills for that?"

"I didn't bring them. You got some Advil?" I ask.

"Yeah." He said getting up and heading to get it.

Awhile after I took it I started to feel okay. Shaun rubbed my stomach as I drifted off to sleep.

*

Shaun

I stayed up making phone calls while Nya slept. She stirred awake looking at me then heading to the bathroom.

Her phone rung it was an unsaved number.

"Nya! Ya phone!" I yelled out to her.

"Answer it bae!" She yelled back.

"Hello?"

"May I speak with A'Nya Wright this regarding a Mrs. Shannon Clark." My mom?

"Who's calling?" I ask.

"The Treatment Center Mrs. Clark was enrolled in." What the fuck? I clenched my teeth together. "Mrs. Clark signed out herself. I know Ms. Wright asked about refund and if anybody's mind was changed. We only return half and we gave it to Mrs. Clark to give." Why the fuck would these bitches give money to a drug addict?

I swear my head was gonna explode I was so pissed off. I tried to control my breathing to calm down.

"How much was this program again?"

"Two thousand so we gave her back one. Can you get this message to her?"

"Yeah." I said before hanging up.

I paced my room trying to control my temper before Nya comes out this bathroom.

"Fuck!" I yelled slamming my fist into the mirror.

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