Excuse all mistakes.
Kierra
It's currently 2 am...I'm still stuck in the elevator with Cj. I don't know where "help" is but it's sure not on the way."Why you always got yo' face scrunched up?" He asked sitting down across from me.
"Because." I said yawning. I could've been sleep by now.
"Of what?" He asked. He sure do ask a lot of questions.
"I do." I said rolling my eyes.
It was silent for a couple minutes before Cj's phone rung. I made sure to listen closely. He declined the call.
"It must've been very important." I said laughing.
"Urgent." He said trying to be funny.
I rolled my eyes and finished texting Mya.
Me- This nigga is a asshole.
Mya- "Help is on the way!"😂😂😂I mentally rolled my eyes. I told Mya everything about this elevator situation.
"Trouble in paradise?" He asked locking his phone.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked setting my phone down.
"Exactly how it sound." He said with a chuckle.
"Mm...maybe." I said with a shrug.
His phone rung again and he answered it. I was trying to read his facial expressions but I couldn't. He always look mean all the time so I don't know whether he's happy or mad. I let out a sigh.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?