Screw Me Over ✔️

Rena

Happy Tempted Tuesday, folks!

Wasn't that sweet? Tiff coming out of her little comfort zone and being nice.

What do you think about Tiff now?

What do you think Jess and Jana's baby is going to be?

How do you think Rena and Carmon are dealing with all of this?

Well, we are back with another chapter for Screw Me Over and Rena's got a few things to get off her chest. Starting with bacon. Lol

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book!

Anyway, you may continue! 💜🤫

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So about a few days after Jess' dress shopping fiasco, Raina wanted a tea party and I happily granted her just that. Surprisingly, none of her school friends were invited. She invited Carmon and someone else, but she wouldn't tell me.

Oh, I forgot. She didn't invite them. Jasmine did.

She said she didn't know who else was coming because of that very reason, but Raina says that Jasmine has great taste in picking guests for tea parties. In my mind, I figured it would probably be another imaginary friend of hers or one of Carmon's friends. She said I would really like this specific guest, but I'm not too fond of Carmon's friends. Plus, my imaginary friends decided to move out of my brain about nine years ago. Don't judge me.

I wondered why Carmon was invited. Maybe Raina wanted to spend some more time with her mom. She was smart to invite the lustful queen. After her little fit about me taking her daughter on a picnic, she should see what I see every day. Maybe she won't be so pissed off at me if she realized how well Raina's grown. She's actually staying in a child's place and Carmon should at least be grateful for that.

Anyway, it's the weekend and Raina just woke me up to get ready for this unexpected fancy tea party. "AUNTIE REEEEEEEEENAAAAAAA, wakey wakey! Eggs and bakey! It's tea party day! Get dressed!"

As she yelled excitingly, she shook me vigorously. How in the world did she get so much strength to move me like that? How did she even get past her own mother?! How did she get in my room? My door was locked!

"Come on, Auntie Rena! You have to look pretty! This is not pretty! You smell like fart! Come oooooonnnnnnuuuuuuhhhhh!" she whined as she shook me even harder making my thick short hair fly all over the place. This happy-go-lucky child was a little too happy-go-lucky. Who gave this child coffee again?

Sitting up from my large pillows that bigger than my own bed, I attempted to run my fingers through my hair. Then I realized that this needed water....and shea butter, peppermint oil, coconut oil, argan oil, some more moisturizer, and edge control for the baby hairs. That's all just to get my fingers through my hair. My hair is like a monster when dry. Scary and disobedient.

Sighing at the thought of this upcoming tea party, I check the time with a quick glance. 10:29 in the morning? And everyone's already up before I am? That's strange.

When it came to tea parties, it was just Raina and I. Now, more people were being added to the mix. I couldn't tell her that this was just our thing but if this is what she wanted and if her mother was willing to come, let the party begin.

Removing my covers, I hop off my twin-sized bed and looked through my clothes in the closet. Same old clothes that I've worn for the past two semesters of college still hanging up in the closet. There wasn't much to my wardrobe and it made me shudder because I was so simple. All I wore were jeans and a t-shirt. I didn't find anything impressive enough to dress all the way up for. Not much was going on in my life like the other ladies.