Baby I'm a savage...
I ain't romantic.
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"Sup whores" I say as I walk into Emma's room, seeing Emma and Nicole sitting and talking.
"Heyyy!" They both say as they jump up to hug me.
"Jay messaged me" I say sighing.
"On some I miss you type shit?" Nicole says.
"Mhm" We all laugh.
"Fuck him, I mean there's always Mar anyway" Emma says winking and nudging me.
"Whatever" I say rolling my eyes and laughing.
I wonder what's going on right now...
Should I message him?
Nah...
Should I?
I'll wait.
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9:30pm
"Are you kidding" Nicole says sighing.
"What?" I say looking up from my phone.
"Don't hate me... but Samy wants me to stay" She says biting her nail.
"Uh-uh. You better tell his Uniqua lookin' ass no." Emma says shaking her head.
"It's bro's before hoe's" I say shrugging.
"I mean... he could come over instead right? Then I wouldn't have to leave." Nicole questioned.
"Please, correct me if I'm wrong, but I recall saying something along the words of 'girls night' in the phone call to you, did I not?" Emma says looking at me then Nicole.
"Even if Dante came?" She says winking.
"Well I mean I do miss him..." She says smirking.
"Bitch you seen him at the party! How do you miss him already" I say confused.
She puts a finger on my lips as if to 'shush' me and turns to Nicole. "Let then know they can come"
"I can't with you hoes" I say shaking my head and they both laugh.
"You guys hungry?" Em says hopping up.
"Sorta" Me and Nicole respond.
"Imma grab some snacks." Emma says leaving the room.
Nicole gets up, turning on the speaker and connecting.
Old school RnB songs play as Emma comes back with the snacks.
We were all singing to 'Let Me Love You - Mario' when Samy walks through the door.
"Who the fuck is killing 3 cats in here" Samy says.
"For real don't sing ever again fam" Dante says shaking his head.
"Shut the fuck up" Emma says throwing a pillow at them and we all laugh.
"Mar didn't come?" Nicole says to Samy as he lays down next to her on the couch.
"He's downstairs on a call" Samy says as Nicole nods, winking at me.
I playfully roll my eyes at her as I move onto Emma's beanbag so Dante can be by her on the bed.
I zone out for a lil while they all talk, butterflies forming in my stomach as I think about the stuff me and Mar did...
But those thoughts quickly disappeared as I seen a tall figure walk through the door.
"Wassup" Mar's deep voice called as he looked at Nicole and Emma, before turning his head to me.
My dad just put his father in jail... do I smile?
I mean at least he didn't kill him.
God listen to me, I'm going mental inside my head right now.
He smiles at me and walks over to me.
Phew.
"Get up" He says grabbing my hand.
"Huh" I say as he pulls me up.
He grabs me by the waist as he sits down in my spot, pulling me into his lap.
"CUTE" Emma says cheering, as Nicole agrees.
"Shut up" I say laughing at them.
I turn to Mar and whisper. "You're not mad at me?"
"It's not you, remember? It's our parents." He says re-assuring me.
I nod and sigh, resting my head on his chest.
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1am
The rest of the night we watched movies and told funny stories.
Everybody had fallen asleep, including me.
I heard a phone ring and I felt a heavy arm lift off of me.
I peek my eyes open to see Mar leaving the room on the phone whispering "Rio, wassup?"
Rio?
Nahhhh... Rio?!
I hear Mar's voice travel down stairs and I sneak out of the room.
I see Mariano walk into the kitchen as I stand at the end of the staircase, listening.
Majority of the conversation was very basic until something caught my attention.
"Aye, thank you for that recording bro. Don't know what we'd do without you g."
Recording?
Mar hangs up and walks around the corner, alarmed to see me standing there.
"Rio, huh?" I say raising an eyebrow.
"It's not like tha-"
"No, you better tell me what the hell's going on Mar."
He took a deep breath and became irritated. "I don't have to tell you anything."
"Why not? I mean it's our parents right? Not us. Did you not say that?" I question him.
He got closer to me and I felt his energy become aggressive.
"I said I don't have to tell you anything."
