𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐔𝐕

𝚇𝙸

- excuse mistakes, im running off manic serotonin.

𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙴 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾
MIAMI, FL 📍 — 9 AM
𝚁𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙴𝙺 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙽

"leek you gone be trippin when I rock yo shit" I heard a echo making me turn around.

I felt a breeze making me roll my eyes, "Nunnie I told yo ass 'bout this shit bra" I looked at Kayla tapping her feet at me.

can a nigga sleep in pea-

"Shut up bitch" She cut me off smiling instantly making me squint.

"Bitch I will ask big man to set me an appointment to beat yo ass physically hoe"

"He dont like you" she laughed walking past me.

"Cmon now Nunnie, we both know you barely got in" I snickered before I felt a sharp pain in my leg.

"So thats why I be waking up with bruises, thought I was fighting demons, whole time you are the demon" I hissed in pain.

"Bitch can I talk? Damn. Im not visiting your ass no more, you ungrateful Kevin Hart looking ass, crackhead ass, drug dealer"

I stared at her for a second.

this bitch-

"I been told yo ass stop visiting me, shit freaking me out. Im seeing double numbers and shit. I be feeling like everybody mechanic round this bitch" I vented and she looked at me stupid.

"Nigga... what?" She scrunched up her face, making me mock her.

"You heard me, it feel like I dont know what's real and fake anymore. Every Since the first time you did that shit"

It first happened about a cool week after me and the gang found that shit out about her.

- flashback -

"damn im zooted as hell" I rubbed my eyes staring at my radio screen realizing 4:44 a.m had been frozen as the time everysince I left the house.

"fuck going on" I tapped the screen repeatedly, not even paying attention to the road.

I felt my car jerk, making me instantly look up just to see bright lights pass by me beeping their horn.

"oh shit" I started to pay attention.

"Im so tired of saving yall ass, Damn" I heard a voice in my head.

I jumped at the familiarness of the voice, I looked in the rear view just to see kayla big head ass.

"I died didnt it?" I shook my head raising my hands up then automatically putting them back on the wheel realizing I was indeed still alive. Just high as fuck.

"Dumb ass"

"Kayla bruh, you got pregnant on a nigga? wow" I dragged shaking my head.