𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

𝙓𝙇𝙄

𝙣𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 | 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙟𝙖𝙚

i held mira's braids as she threw up again.

"oh my fucking god" mi cried closing her eyes

"mi come on so we can go to the e.r."

"i can't move" she mumbled

"girl you been throwing up and passing out since yesterday duh" i looked at her

"i wanna shower i feel disgusting"

my sick ass baby😕

i'm taking mira to the hospital she not allergic to no meds right?

𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐰 nah and for what?

she been throwing up and passing out since yesterday idk why

"wassup where mani at?"

"mi sit up here" i handed her a water bottle and my phone

"hello?"

"what's wrong emani?"

"i don't know i cane home yesterday from class and i felt sick daddy i feel like i been hit by 15 diesels my body hurts so bad"

"when's the last time you ate?"

"tuesday night" she said making me mug her

soon as she get better i'm whooping her ass

"tues- what the fuck shamira? you pregnant?"

"no samaj"

i wish 😪💔 fuck birth control and plan b

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"stop crying mi" i wiped her face

"bae my body hurts where the fuck is the doctor"

"she still running your tests pooh imma get yo nurse" i told her pressing the button

"yes sir?"

"uh yeah she keep saying her body hurts how long until the doctor comes?"

"she should be coming right now i'll go get her tylenol she takes pills right?"

"yes"

"okay miss.james we ran your tests and it looks like you have food poisoning, the flu and you're severely dehydrated from all the throwing up and i'm concerned about your iron levels being lower than what they should be"

this nigga be thugging off faith what the fuck

"i want to keep her overnight maybe until tomorrow night just to make sure everything gets better we're going to get you something to help with your cold any questions?"

"no we're good thank you" i said

"alrighty just press the button if you need anything" the doctor walked out

"not yo body tryna deteriorate" i made a face

"nigga fuck you" mira flipped me off

"watch out sickly you needa be worried about recovering" i bucked at her grabbing her phone to email her professor

"i can't believe this shit what the fucking fuck ion even live on campus and get sick every year"

"immune system finna go crazy twin" i told her sending the email locking her phone back

"you're not funny"

"aw i was being serious"

"i'm pissed i can't even kiss you i hate it here"

"yep keep your sickness over there"

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FEW DAYS LATER

"this is some bullshit oh my god!"

"najae shut up my goodness"

"keep yo sick ass over there" i mushed her head

"i hate pussy ass niggas that can't shoot a fucking ball bitch what are you doing?!"

yeah lemme get off this shit before i break something

"you okay there bud?"

"no them niggas suck ass bruh this shit is horrible" i sighed making mira laugh

i know her sick ass not laughing

"i got a question"

"hmm?"

"where my baby at?"

"in yo nuts"

"should be in you i know neither one of us is infertile"

"the day you stop wanting me pregnant is the day i'll show up pregnant"

"well that's not going to happen"

"then neither is me getting pregnant see" she smiled

lame as hell finna manifest the baby

"what happened to fuck them kids?"

"you let me nut in you" i shrugged

"suddenly condoms are getting added to the grocery list"

"disrespectfully fuck them fucking condoms" i looked at her

"don't you need to be at work right now or something?"

"no ma'am i'm bothering you all day" i laid on top of her

"najae move you big ass off me"

"you'on never want my love no more these college niggas got you acting phony" i said

"now you know damn well ion talk to nobody on campus unless i have to don't play with me"

"keep it that way i'm not a hooligan no more i'm a respectable businessman"

"period bae"

we're back and better than ever
this chapter's kinda random but oh well this book takes place after the last chapter of the first part of the book
vote comment allat & excuse mistakes
byee❤️-mo
1/2/2022