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YaYa's Pov
Oct. 31 10:13 pm
ᴀʟᴇxɪꜱ'ꜱ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ
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ANT CAN we-"
"Not right now. Go hang out witcha girls for a minute.", Antonio cuts me off. I scoff and leave the basement full of niggas shooting dice and making deals.
I wouldn't even be at this party if I hadn't promised Alexis. And the way Ants been treating me isn't making me wanna stay either. I swallow the lump growing in my throat and take a seat a stool.
"Thirsty?", Zion asks handing me a cup.
"I'm not in the mood to drink tonight", I gently push the cup away from me.
"Sayless", he sets a water bottle infront of me. I sigh and give him a soft smile.
"Why you ain't dress up?", He asks making me take note of his costume.
He was in a bloody doctor's outfit. His Glock slightly peaking out of his pocket.
"Didn't feel like it", I shrug as Secret waltzes into the kitchen.
She was wearing a bloody nurses outfit. I give her a discreet thumbs up to which she smiles.
"Awe what's wrong Mamas?", She asks holding my face looking at my forced facial expression.
"Nothing, I'm good", I assure taking a swig of my water.
"I'm getting Chris", Zion states with a blank expression.
"For?"
"We finna go hurt this nigga"
"Zio-"
"Nawl ion wanna hear it. He keep you looking sad in da face. Shits not wassup", he cuts me off. Secret just nods in agreement.
"He's just having a hard time, that's all. I'll handle it okay?"
"Ion know", Zion mumbles walking further into the party. Most likely ignoring what I said and looking for Chris anyways.
