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KAYLA RICHARDS
Recap:
I didn't wait for the car to park properly, I pulled the door.
Looking over at me, he asked. "Nuh want back a phone?"
Kiss me teeth.
Me hate him.
I hissed my teeth. "Me nuh want nothing from you," I got out of the car and slammed the door.
***
July 22
"Mommy you a pick up for him," I frowned passing her, her phone.
Worst like how they were friends.
"Me tell you already say me nuh business bout you and him," she stared at the TV.
She well and know say she a pick up if the ogre, because she said he wasn't wrong for destroying my phone.
How wasn't he wrong?
Tell me.
That man needed to be checked into a mental institution.
"You never did go say him wrong," I scratched my hair.
She laughed. "Kayla you never did a entertain Trey?"
Me?
I did no such thing.
"Me did a tell him fi come off a me phone," I defended.
"Why him comfortable calling it in the first place and unuh left?" she looked over at me with her eyebrows raised.
Kiss me teeth.
"Me nuh know," I pushed my bottom lip out and looked away from her.
"That's why Dré mash up your phone," she laughed.
Bare dirty style Kim have enuh.
"Me a go inah me room," I got up from beside her and walked to my room. I could still hear her laughing.
A style thing man.
I need to go wash my cooch.
I walked to my dresser and began taking out clothes to put on after my bath.
