Chapter 11

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Kash Doll POV

"Where are you? I don't have time for your games right now Arkeisha!"

Katorah yells from over the phone.
"Excuse me? Don't be yelling at me. I'm on my way I told you that."

"You said that 45 minutes ago and it's hard to believe a lying ass bitch like you!"
said Jasmine in the background.
" Now I know damn well you not going to let that  hoe call me a bitch M.A!"

Furiously slamming my car door.
"Hurry up bitch." Quinn ends the conversation and hangs up in my face rudely.

"Wow... um you did a number on the crew huh"
Kehlani begins to laugh buckling her seat belt.

" I know you not laughing at me best friend."
Rolling my eyes I buckle my seat belt as well.

"You did have her depressed for a while now and I'm not saying I'm on her side or anything, but you could've done better."
She replies adjusting her seatback.

"Well she's getting what she wants, a divorce and now I can live my life."

"My bestie for the streetss."
She laughs nudging me in the shoulder.
"Ain't your bitch left you ?"
*silence*
"Oh okay"
I bust out laughing and she punches me in the arm.
"At least I ain't cheat the fuck, and you're the reason she left me."
"Or did you get too drunk to go home?"
"I should've just stayed home."
"Wow, and miss my birthday?"
"You know what, I'm not feeling well just call me after you're done."
Kehlani steps out of the car and I try to grab her arm but she tugs me away and walks to her car.

"Best friend I was just playing please don't let me go by myself."

"You always think about yourself so go by yourself."

She drives out my driveway way and I'm left alone.

Always fucking up...

"Yes you're always fucking up but she deserved it, she's acting like a baby cause it wasn't even that serious."
My evil doppelgänger begins to show herself in my back seat.
"You didn't force anything on to her that night and she knows how insecure her girlfriend is. So she should've known her limit don't you think?"

"She didn't want to be a buzzkill you know that. "
"Who fault is it that? She can't hold her liquor."
"I could've texted her girlfriend that night like she asked me to before she knocked out."
"Are you her mom? Oh okay."
"Antoinette please leave."
"Whatever."
I start my car and begin to drive for the next 15 minutes to the courthouse.

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