"Brielle and Ne'Cariah? I couldn't deal with Irie for two days." He said walking me to the door.
I laughed and continued walking to my car. I got in and pulled out the driveway smoothly heading towards the nail shop.
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Kierra
I got up and let out a long yawn. Today was suppose to be a chill day but Mya insisted that I go over her house to help her clean out her messy ass closet.
I got up and slid on a Nike shirt and some joggers. I put on my pink Gucci slides that Cj bought me a while ago. I grabbed my car keys and was out the door.
It took about 20 minutes to get to Mya's house because I stopped at the store to grab snacks. I rung the doorbell and she quickly let me in.
"Why you so paranoid?" I asked laughing putting the snack bag on the counter.
"Ivory's fuckin fans. They know where I live and where he live." She said going into the the bag.
"Damn already?" I asked sliding off my shoes.
"Yeah. We moving." She said nonchalantly going into her room with me hot on her heels.
"Whatchu' mean "we" who is we?" I asked going into her closet taking clothes off hangers with her.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
No Strings Attached
Ficción GeneralDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
