What if I'm choosing, got you out here looking stupid. Then I tell you I can't do this, tired of the fighting and snooping..
Ann Marie Slater
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"Turn it up." I sat the bowl of popcorn on my lap as I sat on the couch and my cousin Cheyenne grabbed the remote off the TV stand.
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Tonight wasn't a studio night and I wanted to spend the night in with my crazy ass lil cousin. Growing up and Chicago, we grew up like sisters because my mama had all boys I know about me she'll wack.
"Don't eat it all now hoe." She took the bowl off my lap and I reached over grabbing my phone off the nightstand seeing if Vincent had texted me back.
Where the fuck are you!
I looked at the message send and waited a few minutes seeing him not even look at it at all.
"He text you back ?" Cheyenne looked at me with a few pieces of popcorn in her hand.
"No." I mumbled clicking his contact and calling his phone. Our one year anniversary was tommorow and I barely heard from him all day.
It rung for a long time and this nigga sent me to voicemail.
"Mane, what the fuck !" I called him again and it rung again several times again. I called him one more time and before it could ring again it was answered.
"Hello !" I yelled loud into the phone but I heard low trap music playing and some bitch giggling in the background.
"Take if off then." I heard Vincent's voice slur and the female giggled alittle more.
"What's going on ?" I heard Cheyenne ask seeing the look on my face.
"Vincent !" I screamed into the phone and it was like everything went silent.
