Ch. 24

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JADA GREEN

"Yooo" dd geeked as he came into my room.

"Why are you ALWAYS bothering me when I'm doing something important?" I raised a brow aggravated.

"Nigga- you are jus laying in bed" he squinted his eyes at me.

"Exactly. THAT'S IMPORTANT TO ME!!!" I shouted.

He sucked his teeth as he lifted my legs up to sit down. He placed my legs on his thighs.

"Your man is gonna be stuck in DR for at least another week. Ig his flight got cancelled and they won't give him a refund or something like that" he shrugged.

"Awhh.. I don't give a fuck" I made a serious face.

"Don't give me attitude cause he cheated tf" he said sounding kind of sassy.

"Fuck you osama" I pulled the blanket over my head.

"NOOOO Ma I was playing" he pouted as he laid on top of me.

"STOPPP" I complained. He was trying to take the blanket off my head.

"LET GO OF THE DAMN BLANKET"

He pried my fingers away from the grip I had on my blanket. He pulled it down to where you can only see my face. I'm not gone lie I was falling asleep.

"Hoe wake up" he flicked my forehead.

"DD STOP I WANNA GO TO BED" I yelled.

"MAYBE DON'T GO TO BED AT 6 IN THE MORNING" he argued back.

"NOT MY FAULT JAKOBE KEPT ME UP" I shot my eyes open and stared at Dd.

"What you mean by that" he made a 🤨 face.

"Don't start" I rolled my eyes as he got off of me.

"Nah deadass you know I'm not feeling that nigga" he started pointing his finger.

"That ain't my problem NIGGA. He my friend so" I shrugged as I slid on my crocs and went downstairs.

"Okay but if you know I'm tryna holla at you why bring him around KNOWING he wants to do the SAME THING" he clapped.

"Psht no he don't" I said.

He gave me a 😒 look.

"Whatttt" I asked as I laughed.

"You know damn wel-" he started.

"I'm not tryna think like that aight?? I jus got cheated on and ion wanna start NO MORE DRAMA" I interrupted him.

"Liar" he coughed.

I snapped my neck towards him.

"You know you wanna stir up a LITTLE drama" he did a 🤏🏽 motion.

I looked at him up and down. I REALLY analyzed him.

"I got sum on my face?!" he gave me a crazy look and started wiping his face aggressively.

"No goofy. I'm just... thinking" I got close to him.

"Wrd?? What you thinking bout" he smirked.

I got REAL close. I grabbed his chain and started playing with it.

"That... I want you.... to get out my house" I smiled.

"WHAT" he got mad.

"You heard me jhit. Either bring me sum food or GET OUTTTTT" I laughed at the look on his face.

"You a fucking bitch worda bro" he got really mad.

"Awh baby no I'm sorry" I stuck my bottom lip out.

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