𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕

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✧༺✦✮✦༻∞ Chance∞༺✦✮✦༻✧

"So what did you do? ", I ask, running my fingers through JT's hair.

"I put a thermometer into a boiling water so I could fake being sick and go rock that bitch with my sister", she laughs.

"That sounds like what a Timmy Turner would do", I shake my head, laughing.

"Ion know you could actually fight. Ain't never seen you fight", I say again

"You can see me now", she sits up, ready to swing at me.

I smack her fist.
"Brah don't put yo hands on me", I laugh.

" Anybody wanna fight
On my life, I want smoke
Bitch I put that on yo kid
And yo baby daddy throat... ", she raps out loudly, throwing her fists in the air.

"Nigga cut that shit out", I chuckle and nudge her head back to my laps.

"Wait you said you have a sister? How come ain't never met her? ", I furrow my books, looking down at her.

" I had a sister... ", she stops

"Had?"

"Yeah she died", she says quietly.

"Oh wow", I mumble cause fr ion know what to say.

"It's fine", she fakes a smile.

" older or younger? ", I ask again

" She my twin"

"Like fr? ", I widen my eyes

" yeah yeah"

"How she die? "

"Got shot at a party", She says.

" That's sad mane. It's always the innocent ones getting shot and shit", I shake my head.

"It's fine. It's been two years nie and y'know life goes on"

"You know who did it? All I need is a name", I say sternly and she shakes her head.

" nah I don't "

"No shit", I nod my head.

I start humming to Picture me Grapin' by Nle Choppa

"What's your real name, Digga?", she asks, sitting up

"Why you asking?", I scrunch my face up

"We been together for months bruh. I needa know", she stares at me.

" You working with tha FEDS or sumn?", I giggle

"You telling me or nawt? ", she keeps staring into my soul.

"Mmh... "

"1... ", she starts counting

" what the hell you doing?", I laugh a lil