𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻

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THE CAR RIDE WAS absolute torment. Left without a choice, Taevan was forced to sit there as everyone around her acted as themselves.

The noise level in the van reached unmeasurable heights, as no one had a reason to be bothered but the only two people present in that house a few minutes ago.

Not once had the rapper turned around in his seat to check on the girl, but that didn't seem to bother Taeven, because if he did, she didn't know what would stop her from blowing up.

All that passed her mind at this moment was the bare fact that her life had changed the minute Sienna had brought her out of that appartement to attend his concert. For the better, but the stubborn girl refused to acknowledge that.

It wasn't long before the van had pulled into a parking lot. Noticing this sudden change in environment, Taevan looked up from her lap and came to the conclusion that they were stopped at Mcdonald's.

Words were exchanged throughout the van but Taevan blurred them out. Everyone began to exit the vehicle one at a time except the girl who remained tied to her seat.

She moved not once, even as the two females had asked her to. Regardless, they found a way to move past her.

"Bitch?!" Taevan gasped as one of the girl's sat directly on top of her to reach the other side of the van. Not now especially was Taevan in a mood to be played with.

"Next time I tell you to move, you move hoe." The blonde loathed as she stuck her long acrylic nail in Taevan's face.

Laughs were heard amongst the group as Taevan brushed off her lap and stuck both her middle fingers out at them.

At last, alone in the van, she watched through the glass as they all walked towards the building. All but one person.

"So you gon get out or nah." She snapped her head to the sound of the rapper's deep voice standing beside the van as he stood with an impatient demeanor.

"I'm not hungry." She mumbled nonchalantly with the shrug of her shoulders as she unlocked her phone. She didn't question how he managed to reach next to her in lighting speed.

"Ion remember asking you all that." He retorted before snatching the phone out her hand and tossing it to the floorboard. It wasn't hard to insinuate that he was still angry.

"You ain't have to. Stay out my business snatching my phone and shit." Her face contorted as her voice raised a little. She wasn't going to let anybody disrespect her like that.

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