' "a girl as fine as you, shouldn't be walking alone." he cooed.
"oh really, babe." i questioned stepping closer to him, my lips inches from his neck. i moved slightly higher, my lip now brushing against the tip of his ear.
"you only tryna fuck." i...
4 - It's been a couple days since my mum has no longer been with me. My heart is aching, I miss her. Although, I should be celebrating her life & trying to make her proud as promised. For her.
I sighed loudly, dreading the day ahead. I rolled off the bed, walking to the bathroom.
I removed my pj's, I unclipped my bra, slipping my panties off of me. I turned on the shower at normal temperature. Foot after foot, I stepped in, the warm droplets dropping onto my body. I scrubbed my body, the usual. I started thinking about my mum again.
I had nightmares about her dying before, now she's dead I have nightmares of her still being around me. Others would argue, it's a good thing but it creeps me out. I grabbed the shower handle, holding it against my face.
After about 30 minutes, I got out of the shower. I moisturised & sprayed some body mist mixed with perfume. I slipped on a clean pair of panties, and a clean bra. I looked at my body, admiring my curvy outlines. Not vainly. I'm quite happy with the way I am. I did my makeup which consisted of, concealer under my eyes, just my eyes because I liked my beauty marks & faint freckles. Eyebrows for extra definition. Eyeliner & mascara. Highlighter in the inner corners of my eyes, on my nose, Cupid's bow & cheekbones.
I contoured / bronzed underneath my cheekbones a little & I finished off with some lipgloss. I smiled at my reflection. Unlocking the door, I walked out of the bathroom towards my wardrobe. Picking up a plain black strapped top & a pair of denim jeans.
I took some of my eco styling gel, slicking my curly mane down with my strong, rough brush, brushing it down into a low bun. I arranged my baby hairs in swoop motions. I popped in some hoop earrings, slipping on some black socks & slid on my old skool vans.
I grabbed my Ralph Lauren dark grey hoodie, putting it on. I grabbed my Northface windbreaker jacket, putting it on top. Getting out of my now empty house, I walked to school. I was scrolling through Instagram as I came across the dreaded boys page, clicking on it.
I liked one of his pictures, following him back.
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