MISTY | 16
Killa looked back at Misty, who was sleeping peacefully, and then the blunt in his hand and hit it. He was in a fucked up state of mind right now, shit was getting crazier and crazier, niggas was dying everyday, but it's his niggas that's leaving. He was trying to fight his demons, but some was gone have to give, at this point.
He meant what he said last night, he loved Misty, he really did. She was young though, she was young as hell. He ain't wanna hold her back with all this shit, she could go do so much more. She began to toss and turn then she opened her eyes and looked up to see his back.
He had tattoos on his back and scratches from her nails. She thought about last night and smiled a little to herself then got up and wrapped her arms around him and put her head into his neck.
"What's wrong?" She asked in a sleepy voice and he exhaled the smoke.
"None, just up, thinking, go back to sleep." He told her gently as he put the blunt to his lips again.
"Mmm mm, come back to sleep wimme." She told him and rubbed his arms.
He thought for a minute then nodded his head, he put out the blunt then got back in bed. He wrapped his arms around Misty and she snuggled into his side. She was soon sleep and he joined her a while later after thinking.
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2 WEEKS LATER...It's been 2 weeks since Grip got killed, Misty lost her virginity and when that whole night happened. She graduated and got Tisha's insurance policy because she was 18 and finally a graduate. She was going to use that to pay for her cosmetology classes.
She was currently at the nail shop with Jade, America somewhere with her boyfriend. They were chatting up with each other, since they hadn't seen each other since graduation night.
"Bitch, you gaining a lil extra weight, what you been doing?" Jade asked as she side eyed Misty, looking at her chubby arms, wider thighs, fatter face, and lil stomache.
Misty shook her head smiling and looked away from her.
"Bitch don't tell me, you been fucking?" Jade whispered in shock and Misty giggled silently.
"Who?" Jade asked being her nosy self.
"Who else? Killa!" Misty whispered back and Jade shook her head.
"Now you know he a d-boy, I hope y'all using protection, you know them niggas be fucking on everybody and they mama." Jade commented and Misty bit her lip.
"You not using protection either? What if you get pregnant by that nigga or what if he give you some?" Jade told her and Misty shook her head.
"Imma get on birth control!" Misty said and Jade put her hand that was done to her face.
"Now you know that shit make you fat and fuck up ya cycle." Jade said and Misty sighed.
"I don't know, it just happened. I have to tell you about that whole night, just wait." Misty said as she thought about the night.
They were currently at Longhorn Steakhouse and eating.
"So you said you had to tell me about that night." Jade said as she cut her steak.
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MISTY
Teen FictionTHIS IS A COMING OF AGE FICTION, FOR A YOUNGER AGE GROUP! 17-year-old Misty Lashea Collins was a junior in high-school and everything has changed since her 10th grade year. Last year she was hideous, flat chested and didn't have that many friends. S...