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woooot ! chapteer ' 36 ( i think . )

dedicated to marieluvzyhuu8 'cause her comment last chapteer ' really made me sit down & think !

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[Monologue #11]

Fuck the world and the soldiers defending it.

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{Saturday October 15th, 2:37 pm}

(Meanwhile Diggy's gone, Jas'marieé is on the phone with her mom)

[Phone Convo]

Sasha: Hi honey.

Jas'marieé: (sighs miserably) Hey mom.

Sasha: You feeling alright?

Jas'marieé: No...

Sasha: Look, I'm gonna be blunt. I heard about what happened.

Jas'marieé: (sarcastically speaking) No shit, sherlock.

Sasha: Why did you do that to yourself?

Jas'marieé: I didn't.

Sasha: Don't lie to me.

Jas'marieé: Why don't you believe me?! I'm your fucking daughter!

Sasha: My daughter is in a fucking coma for drug overdose and you expect me to be happy?! You're really daughter of the year, aren't you?

Jas'marieé: MOM! I'M FUCKING 14 YEARS OLD! WHERE IN THE MOTHERFUCKING WORLD WOULD I GET ECSTASY FROM?!

Sasha: You tell me. (hangs up)

[End Of Phone Convo]

Jas'marieé: UGHHHHH! (throws phone at the wall)

Lay: (comes out into the hallway) You okay, baby sis?

Jas'marieé: No.

Lay: What happened?

Jas'marieé: My mom thinks I'm a drug addict. (rolls eyes)

Lay: (raises eyebrow) Why would she believe that?

Jas'marieé: She's been all into tabloids ever since I became famous.

Lay: She's probably just bitter that you ran away and became famous and she can't reap the benefits that come with it.

Jas'marieé: You're right...Where's Roc?

Lay: Glued to his phone.

Jas'marieé: Oh...just leave him, I guess.

Lay: (looks at her with sympathy) Jas'marieé...are you okay? This whole week, you've been bumming out and crying for no reason.

Jas'marieé: It's nothing, Malaysia. (weakly smiles) I'm fine. (eyes turn green)

Lay: No...hold on. (opens their door) ROC! GET YOUR LITTLE ASS OUT HERE!

Roc: (comes out with his eyes glued to his phone) What's up?

Lay: Do you NOT see your girlfriend sitting here looking a hot mess?!

Roc: (looks up at Jassie who is staring blankly at the wall) Hey beautiful. (kneels down and kisses her cheek and goes back to texting)

Lay: Are you fucking serious?

Roc: Lay, what the hell do you want?!

Lay: To get your motherfucking muscular ass over here and console your girl! (snatches phone out his hand)

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