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October 21th, 𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖤𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇
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𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖑𝖞𝖓, 𝖓𝖍
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"so you telling me.. he killed every boy i talked to that night?" i said with my eyes closed trying to process this.
"what? you think this was, a coincidence?" yasmine said.
"gotta be. they not even together. he can't be that crazy. " lashae said.
"i'm finna call him. " i said unlocking my phone.
i went to his contact and it rung 2 times before he picked up.
"yes darling. "
"what you got going on?" i stared at him.
"what?"
"you out here killing innocents?"
"..."
"maybe. "
"why would you do that?"
"man calm down-"
"what you mean calm down? i am calm. all i'm saying is you acting like we together. this ain't that chauncey. "
"we are. "
"we not. "
"how you gone tell me?"
"what do you meannn? you being mad psychotic right now. " i said surprising myself because i used the famous new york slang.
"so you saying you single?" he looked down at me.
"ye-"
he hung up and i just stared at my phone. one thing i hated was being hung up on so i blocked him with no hesitation.
"y'all had sex?" yasmine asked.
"no. that's what i'm not getting. we hung out a few times but that was it. " i shrugged getting up to get in the shower.
i got in the shower and cleaned myself good getting every part of my body.
i got out and dried off putting on some cocoa butter and bath and body works perfume. i went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
i went towards my dresser putting on my deodorant when yasmine called me to the living room.
"chauncey out there. "
"what the fuck. " i furrowed my eyebrows looking at him waving at me while leaning on the car.
i put on my black ugg slides and slipped on a grey jacket to go over my spaghetti strapped shirt.
i grabbed my gun putting it in my grey fitted joggers pocket and heading out the door.
"you here for what?" i walked down the stairs.
