"I wouldn't think she would go cheat. Would she?" He said about to answer his own question.
"Nigga calm down. My grandma told me 'if she a real woman she not gonna give her body to anybody to get back at anyone.' Or some shit like that." I said remembering what grandma told me.
That kind of calmed Juice down a little. "She all on live at the club. With her fucking friends drinking and shit." He said clicking through her story.
"Aye click back." I said looking at his phone.
He clicked back and there she was, Kierra. Her and Mya were at the club drinking. Probably drunk by now. Mya was recording Kierra twerking on the dance floor.
"That's Kierra." I said looking back on my phone. I was about to text her. "It look like they at the club on the deep East."
"That's her bestfriend, I think. I'm not sure." He said locking his phone.
"It is." I said push starting my car.
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Kierra
"LIKE WE BE RUNNING THE MILE TO NEVER MAKE IT!" I sang over music.
Me and Mya were in the car. We just dropped Paris off back at home. She was so drunk I had to help her into the house. I wasn't drunk but was getting there. Mya must know how to handle her liquor I guess because she didn't seem drunk at all.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
