~Brianna POV~
I was just chillin in my bed, nothing major..
I received a Instagram notification and I decided to open it.
ogshae_5
Why tf u still fuckin wit
Osama he clearly using
you and he don't want
u fr🙄.
Bitch.. u really asking for
another ass whooping
so I advise u to stop textin
me about another nigga
who just ate my coochie
and dicked me down last night 🥲
read...
Exactly wtf I thought..
I got a FaceTime call from Osama and declined it twice.fb)pl
When he called again I answered.
" why the fuck u keep playin wit me bruh " he said paying attention to the road.
" what? " I said mugging him.
" keep playin.. u seen me callin u " he said shaking his head.
" you ain't call me " I said rolling my eyes. Atp I just need to be an actor.
He just looked in the camera with a serious face.
I look at him with a serious face too until I gave in and started laughing.
" boy shut the fuck- " I was cut off by him hanging up in my face.
" bitch " I mumbled.
I hopped out the bed and jumped in the shower.
I started to have mini flash backs of last night and instantly smiled.
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" u what? " I said in disbelief.
" I'm pregnant bitch damn " Adrienne said wiping her tears.
" and it's ty's? " I asked.
" yesss " she said crying harder.
" why tf is u crying? " I asked mugging her.
" because he got another bitch pregnant.. " she sniffled.
" oh hell nawl " I put my hand on my head.
" u gone keep it?"
She gave me a " bitch is u serious " look.. " girl u know ion believe in that shit. " she rolled her eyes.
" so that's a yes? " I asked..
" yes " she replied.
" even though he got another bitch pregnant? " I asked just to be sure.
" yes " she nodded.
" bitch u dumb asf.. " I mumbled, shaking my head.
I got a text from Osama telling me to come to the park wit him.
