"Jayla say something" Von said following me around the hotel room
"Dayjah you got yo stuff" I asked grabbing my phone and charger
She just shook her head
After I saw that message I ain't say shit to Von or Nyla. Well first I beat his ass then I stopped talking to him. The next day was the funeral and I only went to view the body I did not want to deal with my family
And today we were finally leaving, once I get back to Atlanta I'm beating Nyla ass. After that everybody cut off.
It don't matter how much I cuss out Von, take breaks. Once I let him come back, he relapse and do the same shit. To fucking grown to be playing games with him, just gotta let him go for good.
We finally touched down in Atlanta and I went straight home. Von thought shit was sweet and went to lay down, I know he was confused as hell when he saw his clothes getting thrown onto the front porch
I hadn't told Nyla that I found what happened between them, and I wasn't going to tell her. She'll find out when I start acting like Floyd in this May weather when I see her.
"Hey girl you back?" She said answering the phone
"Yeah, where you at I needa talk to you about everything that happened"
"I'm at this little hotel want me to send you the address"
"Yeah but who you at a hotel with?"
"Girlllll it's a long story, Ima tell you hen you get here"
"Oop-, I'm omw right now"
I guess Ima have to pull a "Nene you ready to go home?" In these hotel hallways
I dropped Dayjah off at Von Mom house and typed the Hotel address into my phone. This gotta be her sugar daddy, because the hotel is expensive and fancy asf.
I texted her letting her know I was here and she just sent me the room number. I knocked on the door and before she could fully open it I pushed my way in
"Supriseeee" She said standing there recording me
"Got yo mad ass" Von said walking out the back laughing
Wait a fucking minute...they about to jump me or something?
I looked around the room seeing roses petals everywhere and a bunch of gift bags
"Wait..."
"Girl, While yall was in Mississippi Von texted me and told me he wanted to surprise you with a lil hotel for yall"
"Then why you send a picture of a pregnancy test ?"
"I had to get yo ass back from that time you cut my dreads off, plus you he fucking me better when you mad"
"Ima need proof that y'all been planning this"
Nyla passed me her phone and I scrolled through their messages, seeing that they'd been planning this over the week
