Nyeisha white, is an 20 year old girl who just got out of college and an abusive relationship. she doesn't drink, smoke, nun of that. but then.. then she met somebody she never knew would change her life.
for better or for worse?
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- Bashar Jackson / pop smoke 💫 - - Brooklyn, New York -
"Y'all ever go to sleep" i sighed watching Kay and Ny making something in the kitchen.
"don't be a debby downer" Ny teased as she continued to sing with Kay as she cooked.
genuinely can't wait to start a family with her.
she looks like she'd be the best mom to her kids.
seeing the way she handles Kayla..
i know she wifey material.
her phone rung but she couldn't hear it since the music was too loud and her phone was in the living room.
"yo" i answered furrowing my eyebrows.
"where's Ny? i gotta talk to her" i looked back into the kitchen as i heard this boy's voice on the other end.
"who is this?"
"micah. who dis?"
"babe?" i turned my head seeing Ny standing in the doorway with her eyebrows furrowed. "who's on the phone?" she walked over to me grabbing it. "hey Mic!" she smiled brightly. "when we meetin?"
meeting?
i sighed making my way back upstairs as i heard her talk on the phone laughing and shit.
who is this nigga? and why the fuck she gigglin' and shit wit em?
i know i shouldn't assume.. but i had a past with girls before i met Ny.
ion trust females like that nomo.
"hey" Ny turned me to her. "what's wrong? you look stressed"
"just leave it" i waved her off going into her bedroom.
"what? no. what's up?" i sat on her bed pulling my phone out. "pop" she grabbed it making me sigh.
"why the fuck you got nigga's textin' yo' phone" i said in a stern tone and looked up.
"you mean micah?" she chuckled. "baby he's just an old friend"
