secrets & lies

Chapter 3

Ashanti pov

I watched the trees and counted all the cars I seen as Osama drove.

" You hungry? " He asked and I nodded.

" Issa Yes or no " He said with his fuck ass attitude, " No " I said.

He ain say shit but order his food.

" Did it sound like I fucking said I want 3 large fries, fuck yall take me fa? Ah fat nigga " He asked making me laugh.

" Ain shit funny " He told me mugging me.

" dude finish ordering yo food " I laughed " Man ion even want this bullshit no moe " He said before pulling off.

" You cooking again? " He asked me and I shrugged .

If I do you ain go be tasting nothing.

" Man issa yes or no "

" I don't know damn " I told him.

Hour later

" Im tired asl " Osama mumble walking around Walmart with me.

" Have you ever tired NAKED? " I asked him and he mugged me.

" Fuck is NAKED ? "

" Its like this smoothie drink, they got different kinds , which one you wanna taste? " I asked holding up the Strawberry banana and the Blue Machine.

" Get boffa " He told me as I looked at the Protein Tropical " Ouu this look good too " I said showing him.

I put the Protein Tropical in the cart before picking up Hamburger meat and some Chicken.

" I think I wanna make some Rotel and hot wings " I mumbled pushing the cart.

" This look good " I said looking at takis beef jerky, I quickly put that in da cart before going to get some ice cream.

5 minutes later

I've been walking around looking for cookie dough.

" Excuse me sir " I said to one of the workers.

" Can you tell me where I can find the cookie dough? " I asked him , he looked me up and down with a mug.

Why is everybody so rude

" Fuck you looking like det fa? " Osama asked and he quickly changed his face.

" My bad but its by the ice cream " He said.

Dude its not right there I looked all over there

" Osama can you go get the cookie dough while I check this stuff out ? " I asked him, he looked at me crazy asl.

" What? " I asked before he walked off.

2 minutes later

As I'm checking out he came back with two kinds of cookie dough " Thanks " I told him grabbing one of them.

" Det shit was not by the fucking ice cream " He mumble as I scanned the cookie dough.

I started digging in my purse fa my card but Osama just paid for it.

" Thanks " I told him grabbing the cart.

" Have yall talked to my father? " I asked as we walked out.

" Nah " He told me.

Few hours later

" This shit bet not be nasty bruh or ima smack you with this chicken wang " Bando told me making me buss out laughing.

" This nigga said Chicken wang " Bands shook his head.

" You putting to much season " I told Bando as he over seasoned the chicken.

" Bruh this shit seasoned perfectly "

" Just give it to me " I said washing the season off.

" Fuck is this? " Bands asking holding the the Naked.

" Its a juice, yall should taste it " I said.

Bands and bando had came over a hour ago.

" Bitch don't drink outta the jug " Osama mugged him.

" Right " I said scrunching my face up

" Boffa yall can stfu,  I wasn't even finna drink this nasty shit "

" Lyin ass " Bands mumbled.

" Fuck you putting mustard on the chicken fa? " Osama asked mugging me " To make it juicy and crispy " I replied.

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