Happy Screwed Saturday, folks!
Guys, I'm very super duper utterly sad. Why you may ask?
Unfortunately, the SMO ladies only have 6 more chapters left after this one.
This means that this is Carmon's LAST chapter of the book! I know I know. Let's cry together.
Okay, enough crying because if you know Carmon like I do, you know that this sensual beauty likes to go out with a bang!
Or a pound. A thrust, whatever. You get the idea.
Since these are the girls' last chapters, we're going to just enjoy the chapter and limit ourselves on questions.
Anyway, as you know about Carmon already (if you don't, take yo ass back to chapter one and read this all over again), she's a little freak nasty so PLEASE SKIP OVER IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE OR JUST STOP READING. That's my warning right there. I mean if you've gotten to this chapter of the book and all the sudden you-
You know what? I'll stop here.
Please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book!
Anyway, you may continue! 💜🤫 (enter if you dare and enjoy Carmon's last POV)
****Can't have a good time no matter where the hell I go.
Trent warned me that he saw a familiar person lurking through the trees while we were at the Pride celebration, but I wasn't trying to hear that shit because I was too busy having fun with everyone there. As soon as the shots were fired, the party was over as everyone else scattered off and Trent ordered his driver to bring me back to his place.
Of course I worried for my friends, the people in attendance, Trent, and Troy because even kids were there. Raina didn't want to go because she said, and I quote, she 'didn't want to throw up rainbows after the party'. So, she stayed with Nikki.
That was the best choice she ever made, now that I think about it. Shit, he could have kidnapped Raina or something. Well, it is his kid and he hasn't-
NO, CARMON! NO NO NO! He's a dangerous fucking criminal and you're excusing him if he were to ever kidnap your child? Do you need me to slap you in your mind until I see you for the bachelorette party, bitch?!
That's Jess speaking in my head. Every time Heath comes up, she haunts me.
Anyway, once the driver dropped me off at the house, I ran inside to see what was going on in the news. Maybe they could give some update on what's going on.
Heath's family was nothing like Trent's. In fact, they had these storage units where up to about ten people were in there having orgies and he was one that would watch most of the time. So, him nor his family weren't against Pride or anything. They encouraged it in a way so they didn't shoot to destroy the Pride celebration. It had to be because of me.
Hearing my phone go off, I jumped at the loud alarm and picked it up from the living room table. I sighed in relief when it was a Snapchat video call from none other than "Brittany! Oh my goodness! I'm so glad you called! You won't believe what happened at the Pride celebration."
Once I answered and told her that, her face fell and her chocolate eyes pierced through me as she said "You don't have to tell me...I already know. That's what we need to talk about."
"So you heard about it through the news? I'm watching it and I'm not getting anything. Maybe it's because I missed it and I was too busy being driven home. But what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked as she closed her sexy slim eyes at my words.
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ChickLit(Book one of the Screwed Series) MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY and please expect misspellings and plotholes. You have been warned! Only available on Watt pad! (We 'bout to be editing in this mug!) *** "I thought that having all of my best friends, includin...