"that was easy." stokeley shrugged, putting his phone back down on the table. "oh also, kiana's coming" he said with a small smile on his face. i smiled at him, i liked kiana too.
"trippie, truth or dare?" stokeley asked, "truth n*gga ion want y'all makin me do weird shit." trippie kept his arms around me.
"ight, who and when did you last fuck someone" stokeley kept his eyes on trippie. trippie sat there as if he was in deep thought. maybe he didn't wanna say, "just say it" i shrugged, "my ex." he said quietly.
"y'all niggas lyin" shayla called out, stokeley laughed, "y'all fuckin." i shook my head, denying what they were saying.
"babe you look high as hell" i giggled, taking a picture of trippie. he had a blunt in between his lips, and he wasn't even paying attention, dumbass. i posted it on my instagram.
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"ight, jalia truth or dare?" stokeley asked me. "dare." i said confidently. "call yo momma and tell her you're pregnant." he started laughing with that ugly ass windex bottle laugh. "she gonna beat my ass." i playfully rolled my eyes, grabbing my phone. i went into my contacts, calling my mom.
i made myself start fake crying in under 10 seconds.
j- jalia m- her mom.
j | hey momma i gotta tell you somethin.
m | what happened jay?
j | well uh, it's kinda a big deal.
m | just tell me, i won't be that mad child
j | i-i'm pregnant.
m | IS YOU INSANE JALIA? I CANT EVEN BELIEVE YOU. WHEN I SEE YOU IMMA BEAT YO ASS. YOURE IRRESPONSIBLE. I CANT BELIEVE I TRUSTED YOU. THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED WITH JAHSEH. HE WOULD HAVE NOT LET THIS HAPPEN.
she then hung up the phone, everyone started dying of laughter. "yo momma already don't like me." i shook my head, "she biased, she like jahseh more than her own daughter." i rolled my eyes.
i quickly texted my mom, telling her it was a joke so she didn't beat my ass later.
at this point i started to feel the vodka n hennessy kick in. i got off trippies lap, ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. "you good girl?" shayla grabbed my hair, holding it back for me. "how come you ain't throwing up like me?" i shook my head, feeling more throw up making its way up my throat.
