MISTY | 17
2 WEEKS LATER...I walked back in the house from getting my nails did and walked into the room to see Killa counting some money. I grabbed some shorts and a tank top out then took me a shower. After my shower, I walked out to see him smoking a blunt.
I walked over to the bed and got in then strolled on Instagram. I checked the insights of my new post then went to snapchat. I sent out goodnight streaks then put my phone on the charger. I turned on my side and closed my eyes about to go to sleep then here this nigga go.
He placed his hand on my thigh and started kissed on my neck, I moved away from him, I wanted to go to sleep.
"Mm-mm, not tonight, I wanna go to sleep." I told him and gently pushed his hand off my thigh.
"Here you go tripping, this the shit be talm bout, the fuck you tired of? Sitting in the nail shop all day to get some nails you gone take off in 2 weeks?" He complained and I rolled my eyes.
"Mhmm, whatever." I told him with my eyes closed, tryna go to sleep.
He shook his head then got out of the bed. I heard him putting on some pants by pocket change and sat up.
"Where you going?" I asked him as I looked at him.
"To go get it from another bitch." He told me and I opened my mouth.
"Really? That's what we doing?" I told him and my voice cracked at the end.
"What you mean? I'm not finna wait around for no bitch, trust me on that." He told me and I opened my mouth and closed it.
"Bye fuck you, I can't fucking stand you, don't ever touch me again bruh, I mean it." I told him as I cried then laid back down and put my face into the pillow.
He stood there for a minute then walked out. I felt my heartbreak and cried my self to sleep.
*
I sat down with Jade and America at the tattoo shop, we was getting matching tattoos, a infinity sign in the crease of our fingers. It was going to be a sign of sister ship forever.
"Oh I'm nervous!" I whispered to them and we laughed.
"No forreal, I am too, is it gone hurt real bad?" America asked biting the tip of her nail.
"Hell, you know I don't know." Jade answered back and we was called to the back, to a chair.
"So who's going first?" The tattoo artist asked and Jade raised her hand.
*
I made a boomerang with me, America, and Jade's fingers side by side and caption it "3/3 💕🏌🏾♀️." I posted it then we got in the car.
We talked on our way to my house then they dropped me off. I waved to them goodbye and walked into the house then kicked off my shoes. I walked down the hallway but glanced out my eye to see Killa looking down at his hand then I turned around.
"Guess what! I got me a tattoo today!" I told him happily as I waited for his response.
"Well damn you acting like you can't here nobody." I told him and turned away, about to walk off.
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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...