Chapter Sixteen:

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*trigger warning* *disturbing* *very sensitive topic* *unedited* :(

Regine Iman Thomas

We walked in and the party was in full swing. Lil Uzi Vert blasted through the speakers as we made our way through the bodies of people.


"I dont know where he is" Kam yelled to me over the music.


"I doubt you'll find him easily" I replied scanning the room. I liked parties and all, but this was more of a drug fest. Everyone was smoking or sipping lean. I even spotted a few pill poppers. I had just walked in two minutes ago and I was already uncomfortable.


"Found him!" she yelled excitedly and started to drag me in the direction of this guy.


We made it to a group of dudes. "Meek!" she yelled and the person turned around.


This was not happening right now. It was Shameik. In the flesh.


He smiled when he saw both Kam and I. "Wassup baby" he smirked as he pulled her into a hug. He gave her a kiss on the lips. At that moment I was even more glad that I hadn't gone any further with him. He was literally playing me.


"Who's this?" he asked Kam while motioning to me. Dickhead.


"Oh this is Reggie. Reggie this is Meek" she introduced us.


"Wassup. You really cute" he said to me. Wasnt he just on her? The man was just all around disrespectful.


"Thats nice" I faked smiled and walked away. I went to go find somewhere to sit.


I sat on a couch and started scrolling through my Twitter timeline. I noticed I had a notification for a new follower.


@JoZifBadmon has followed you!


I went to the person's profile. I was shocked. It was Joey. He had followed me? Well wasnt this awkward. I hoped he didn't see all the mean subs I made about him before we became civil.


"Can I sit here?" someone asked. I just nodded my head, not even bothering to look up. I was too busy stalking through Joey's twitter page.


Most things he tweeted were about art or music. Some were about fashion. Some of them were things that made you wonder. He was really insightful and had a nice mind.


An arm made its way around my shoulders. I then remembered that I was at a party. I should probably be somewhere dancing, but the music that they were playing was pretty dull. It was more chill music, which was what everyone was doing.

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