"How Many People Know About This?"
"My Friends, And You."
I Smiled "You Trust Me?"
"I Don't Know Yet."
"You Just Told Me You Killed Somebody So You've Gotta Have Some Sort Of Trust In Me."
She Slightly Smiled "Maybe I Do."
"Good, I'm Gonna Need...
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"Oh My God Kevin Hart Is Stupid!" I Walked In On Nisha Laughing As Central Intelligence Played On TV.
"My Mama Used To Say I'm As Funny As This Nigga, That's How I Knew I Can Pursue A Career In Comedy If I Wanna." Trey Said Making Chris Laugh.
"What? Your Mama Lied Boy." Chris Laughed As I Crossed My Arms And Watched The Three Of Them.
"Nigga Don't Disrespect My Mama." Trey Threw A Cushion At Chris.
"I Don't Think You're That Funny, You Can Get Away With A Few Jokes But It Ain't That Deep." Nisha Said And Chris Bursted Out Laughing As I Looked Over At Him Like He Was Stupid.
Trey Smacked His Lips "Y'all Are Some Haters."
I Cleared My Throat Making My Presence Known, They All Looked Back And Chris Instantly Smiled.
"Good Morning." I Said With A Hint Of Attitude.
"Wassup." Trey Said As I Walked Further Into The Room. "Aye Kiya, You Think I'm Funny?."
"Yes Boo." I Replied Going To Sit On Chris' Lap, His Arms Automatically Wrapped Around Me.
"See? Y'all Just Hating On A Nigga." Trey Crossed His Legs With A Smirk.
Chris Chuckled Flicking Him Off. He Reverted His Attention To Me And Smiled "You Slept Good?" He Asked Softly.
I Nodded. "Mhm, Why You Over Here Giggling With The Bitch I Don't Like?" I Asked Looking Over At Nisha With My Face Scrunched Up.
"Oop." Trey Mumbled Standing Up As He Exited The Room Fast.
"Don't Call Me A Bitch." Nisha' Skinny Ass Looked At Me Like She Was Supposed To Be Intimidating Or Whatever But We All Know She Ain't Gon' Do Shit.
"I Wasn't Talking To You!" I Looked At Her Like She Was Stupid.
"You're Speaking Of Me And You're Calling Me Out My Name. Don't Do That Shit."
"Or Else?" I Laughed "If I Said Something You Don't Like Just Beat My Ass."
"Ugh, I Really Don't Like You." She Stood Up And Grabbed Her Phone Walking Out.
"I Don't Like Your Funny Lookin' Ass Either, Let's Square Up Hoe." I Shouted After Her And She Lifted A Middle Finger Walking Out The Room. "She Gon' Fuck Around And Get Another Black Eye."
