JA'KIYA
"Cause really I'll beat a bitch out her shoes" Leilani groans in anger bouncing her leg
"Baby chill out" Yaze says flicking her ear
I sat quietly not wanting to get snapped on, Leilani is the kind on person you let talk her shit when she's upset. If you chose to confront her during this time she won't hesitate to fight you. She's a heavy hitter, moves quick, and has nothing but crash out energy pouring from her veins—basically Mike Tyson in his prime. No thank you.
Yaze is very bold to flick her, I could never.
Leilani is upset because one of the store employees accused her of stealing a phone case, it was a mistake on the stores part.
Lani payed for it while Zed and I were still shopping, she took it out of the packaging while passing a employee and that's when everything went to shit.
"Yaze don't make me get on your ass, that bitch tried me" Leilani whisper shouts at him
Yaze grabbed her arm pulling her away from us into a family size restroom.
"You want something from here?" Zed asks looking at the menu to a Chinese restaurant in the food court
"Three egg rolls please"
"That's it?"
"Yeah"
"Come on" taking the bag out my hand he carried it along with the other five I got from previous stores.
"Carry me?"
"Fuck no"
"Lame" glaring at my feet I smacked his hand away when he tried to touch my face.
"Mmcht"
Passing by the Louis Vuitton store I stopped tugging Zed's jacket.
"Hmm?"
"Can you call Jayla for me"
"For what?"
"I want to ask her something"
"Mmcht" smacking his lips he looked at the store mugging me. "she don't need shit from here"
"I didn't ask you if she needed anything, I asked you to call her"
Dialing her number he gave me his phone walking away towards the food court.
Either he has nothing to hide or he simply doesn't give a damn.
I could cash app myself a thousand dollars right now
Jayla answered after the fourth ring rubbing her eyes.
"What the fuck you wa—hi Kiya"
"Hey" flipping the camera to the hoodies in the store window I pointed out the brown one. "I was just thinking this would look so cute on you, what size do you wear?"
"Yeah tell Zed if he doesn't bag you, I will. I'm a size small"
"You know he doesn't like me right?" Chuckling I went into the store screaching for the hoodie. "He told me I was cool, if that means anything"
"Girl bye he doesn't know he's on fire until he gets burned. You can't take him serious"
"Eh he's made it clear he wasn't feeling me"
"Niggas lie for free, remember that alright? If he doesn't like you now he will later. I bet you fifty dollars y'all gon be dating two months from now"
"Yeah whatever" finding the hoodie I took it to the counter looking over the shades. "Jayla do you want shades with it? The grease sunglasses are cute, especially the gradient eggplant one. I think I might get these"
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Suicide Sisters
General FictionWhat happens when a suicidal twenty-two year old meets someone who pushes her to be more than her grief. In return she teaches him how to be patient and a better person overall. "Talk to me" "There's nothing to say, I'm fine" Zed stared at her bla...