Wrong Number

.17

| Jae |

"Who's calling me so fucking early better have a good reason." I mumble grabbing my phone.

Ma dents👅would like to facetime
decline/accept

I answered the phone scrunching my face.

"What?" I stared blankly.

"We gon try this again." He hung up.

Ma dents👅would like to facetime
decline/accept

This nig-

Rolling my eyes I pressed accepted.

"Yes?"

"Ion know why you always gotta attitude but we at the door."

"Who is w-"

Beep...

This nigga need to stop doing that shit it ain't cute.

Getting up I walked down the stairs opening the door.

Pushing pass me Kentrell and his crew walked inside."Good morning to y'all too."

Shrugging I closed the door and walked to the living room to were they went.

"Don't touch my fridge nor my cupboards." I told them put pointing at Kd greedy ass." I was about to head upstairs but Kentrell grabbed me.

"What's wrong with you?" Kentrell asked holding onto my waist.

Really nigga,you literally woke me up from my dream about kidnapping melly from jail and we go get married on some private island,have two cute ass babies shi even eight.