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JISELE ADAMS
'Jilly'
RALEIGH • 919

"Jilly! Wake up!" I heard my mom yelling but I kept my eyes closed— then she came and smacked me in the face so my eyes flew open.

"That was so uncalled for." I mugged her.

"You see the time? You got to be in class in thirty minutes."

"Okay, I'll get up in a minute." My teacher be late as hell anyway, so I don't need to rush.

"Where you was last night?"

"Went out with harmony."

"Y'all must've been drinking?"

"Why you say that?"

She pointed to the side of my bed, I looked over and immediately got irritated; it was throw up all on the floor.

I sucked my teeth and stood up. "I just brought some more cleaning stuff, it's downstairs on the table." She told me.

I nodded and went to get it; thank god my room ain't got carpet— I woulda really been pissed. 

Once I cleaned it all up, I went to take a shower— after getting out, my head was pounding like a mf so missing class for one day wasn't gone hurt.

I put on a big t-shirt and laid back in the bed.

I checked my phone and had a bunch of texts from different people— I opened Harmony's first and she texted me like five times.

In conclusion, she was telling me about a guy she met last night at that lil kickback; niggas are the reason she fell into depression before so I wasn't exactly "happy" for her, but it was like she couldn't live without one.

I then went on to other messages and the last message I opened was a unknown. But I knew exactly who it was; Milo was asking to see me but before I replied, Jd interrupted me.

"This one cock blocking nigga." I spoke to myself, answering the call.

Soon as it connected all I heard was yelling, "Who the fuck was you talking to last night? You declining my shit for another nigga? Why you playing with me?"

I busted out laughing, cause it's really not that deep.

"Jilly this funny to you? You really trying me dawg."

"It is funny, cause you're going so hard for what?"

"What you mean for what? Why is you talking to niggas while I'm here! What happened to all that fuck ass loyalty shit you be preaching bout?!"

"It wasn't even like that, calm down. He was just asking me a question cause he not from around here."

I'm a good liar.

"So why you give him your number?"

My eyes got big, "Now who told you that?"

"Ima kill you and that bitch ass nigga!" He yelled into the phone before hanging up.

"Wow folks is federal." I sat there in shock cause who was watching that hard to know I gave him my number and how did they tell a nigga who only get one phone call that goes to me....

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