𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥. ᴋᴅɢ

Eighteen.

walking into CVS saint floated down a few isle until she came up on what she was looking for. she drove a good fifteen minutes where cortaijah stayed hoping she would see her and surprisingly...she did.

"excuse me" saint spoke walking around the person trying to get towards the plan b's. looking up in the female face. she smirked as her eyes trailed down to their stomach.

"ion think you need a pregnancy test boo...it looks real noticeable to me" she shrugged grabbing two plan p's before looking back at her. "i figured it was something going on with you because you don't usually get on social media and cut up, but i see why you did".

"i'm not pre-

"but you are though cortaijah" saint scoffed crossing her arms. "you did all that because you knew i wouldn't touch a pregnant person! you know i don't like drama but yet you won't leave me alone. "

"i wouldn't expect you to just throw our friendship away over a nigga saint. you knew how i felt about you, about us and i cherished our friendship the mos-

"you didn't cherish shit, because if you did you wouldn't of tried to fuck kentrell knowing how i felt about him taijah! you was the main one hyping us on! i told you about all my problems, my trama, cried my eyes out to you and yet you did some fucked up shit behind my back" saint told her.

cortaijah bounced her leg up and down looking off in full blown tears. it was true and she knew she was wrong, but it was too late to try and fix their friendship.

"why are you crying?" saint sigh rubbing her temples.

"because i'm sorry ok! i adored our friendship and i know i fucked it up and can't have you back. you was always there when i needed you and now i don't have anybody and no one to talk to. to be honest i don't know what came over me but... i've been liking kentrell every since we first met and i was trying to get close to him through rich even though i could've used alex. i was jealous a-and it bothered me but i chose not to say anything."

"you should've told me from the jump, i would've never messed with him, but i-it's too late now".

"i know it is, i didn't wanna tell you because i knew he would've went for you instead of me. y'all have sooo much in common meanwhile i don't like nun of that tomboy shit y'all be doing" she said and they both chuckled. "you should keep the baby" she pointed at the plan b's.

"i want too, but i can't...it's too early"

"a baby don't stop shit, you can still go out and live life to the fullest. you'll have plenty of people to watch the baby. "

"yea, but it's fuck them kids for right now! i wanna travel more and do other things". saint shrugged. she knew kentrell was probably growing annoyed with waiting for her in the truck because it didn't take that long to grab some pills.

"i feel you" cortaijah sigh and saint nodded.

"well i guess i see you around" saint slightly smile and cortaijah waved putting the test back. she knew saint was right, she was very much pregnant, but was in denial.

"i just hope you can forgive me for everything. "

"if i didn't forgive you, i wouldn't be here talking to you right now"
saint chuckled giving her one last look before walking off.

she hate that she couldn't hold grudges for long, but sadly it just wasn't in her heart to do so..

meanwhile kentrell chuckled and shook his head at ten and everybody else that were on clubhouse. they were bombarding him with questions about what him and saint did for her birthday.

"y'all nosey as fuck mane" he laughed showing every last teeth in his mouth. everytime someone questioned him about saint he couldn't help but smile.

"you can hear this nigga smiling and all, saint got em' wrapped round her finger yall" one of the girls spoke.

"fuck y'all did top? i know y'all fucked" ten said causing kentrell to suck his teeth. " mane you inna hot seat, you gotta tell us na' "

"say look though, didnt she tell y'all i folded her li ass u- " he got cut off by them off laughing and screaming. "hold on, why yall acting like she ain't say this shit on live".

"nigga we wasn't on no fucking live" montana yelled over everybody.

"wait so when was the last time y'all did it?" a girl asked and everybody quiet down waiting for him to respond.

"like a hour ago" he smiled and they all started yelling again. "y'all aggravatin', my girl gone think ima pillow talkin' ass nigga" he shook his head waiting for her to walk out the store.

wholetime saint thought he was probably annoyed with her for taking too long, he was really in the truck entertaing people on clubhouse.

"nigga we knew y'all was fucking! it was bound to happen. just shocked cause you confirmed it, but that ain pillow talking. " quando said making everybody agree.

"woww saint really ain't innocent?! i thought you were lying" lauren laughed.

"nah i wasn't lien, she sum else" he scratched the top of his head watching her come out the store all frowned up due to the bright ass sun hitting her face.

he couldn't blame her, it felt like summer in december which was strange. he knew once they got back to utah there would be ass of snow, so they might as well enjoy the summer feeling in texas.

swiping the clubhouse app out, kentrell threw the phone down in his lap as saint got in the truck.

"wanna go out to eat with my mema and daddy? my momma won't be there" she asked and he nod his head.

"we can do whatever you wanna do pud it don't matter to me" he told her.

"okay well that's where we're going so let them dudes know over there" she said referring to security. "anyways lemme tell you what happened in the store". she started and kentrell sat there listening to everything she was saying.

he could never get tired of her.

excuse mistakes. 🫂.