Madeline
After a few more choices of clothes for my babygirl , we were now walking towards Victoria's Secret.
Kyra: Hey , there's that waitress who was talking shit that time.
I looked at where she was looking at and surely enough that was that bitch.
Me: Tryna roll up to see if she still got some shit to say?
Kyra: Looks like she do cause she's coming our way.
We met the waitress halfway.
Me: What , you got some shit to say now?
Waitress: Yeah , I see ya friends weave is still nappy.
Kyra: Nappy? Bitch I see your track. So once your shit gets in check , then you can try to come for me. Until then , go find your edges and fix that track sweetheart.
The waitress then looked at me.
Waitress: What yeen got nothing more to say?
I shrugged.
Me: You aint saying nothing bout me right now so ian gone say nothing bout you right now.
The girl looked me up and down.
Waitress: You fat.
Me: Babygirl , my so called fatness , is slaying your entire existence.
Kyra whispered in my ear.
Kyra: Yo , look to your right , 4:00.
I did as told and saw a girl who looked just like Jasmine , except with shorter hair. She was sorta finer then Jasmine.
Kyra: Can't tell me she aint fine.
Me: She is.
The girl came up to us and licked her lips while looking at me.
Kyra: Hey , you with her?
Girl: Yea , why.
Kyra: Tell her to go find her edges and fix that track cause it's showing.
Kyra laughed while walking away.
Me: Remember , my fatness slaying your entire existence babygirl.
I walked off but heard my name being called. I turned around and saw the look alike Jasmine coming up to me.
Girl: Aye , wassup.
Me: How you know my name?
Girl: Awe , don't tell me you forgot about last night already.
Me: Jasmine?
She nodded her head.
Me: Coulda sworn you had longer hair.
Jasmine: I cut it and donated it to kids with cancer.
Me: Awe that's sweet , well I think you look better with it short.
She came closer so she was towering over me.
Jasmine: Yeah?
Me: Yeah.
The waitress's loud ass mouth was heard.
Waitress: Uh Jas! The fuck you think you doing!?
Jasmine: Go to the food court , Kemani.
Oh , that's a cute name.
Kemani: J-
Jasmine turned , facing Kemani.
Jasmine: I said go!
Kemani swallowed.
Kemani: Okay. Fine.
She walked off flipping her hair.
Jasmine: Anyways. When we left , I forgot to tell you to text me , so , give me your phone.
Me: You got a whole girlfriend.
Jasmine: You do too and you still lemme hit. And I see that I fucked that pussy up cause you limping now.
I blushed and looked away.
Me: Shutup.
Jasmine: Nah , I'm good. So you gone let me get ya digits or nah.
Me: Hm , sure.
I gave her my number and she gave me hers.
Me: I gotta go find my friend , so I'll see you around.
Jasmine: Aight.
I turned to walk off but felt a squeeze to my ass. I turned around and faced her.
Jasmine: Ass looking nice.
Me: As always.
I winked and walked off.
Jasmine
I watched Maddie walk off before going to where I sent Kemani's gold digging ass to; the damn food court.
I got there and saw her nibbling on some fries. I sat infront of her making her look up then back at her phone.
Me: I don't see why you have an attitude for.
Kemani: Cause you was all up over that girl.
Me: And you be all up over my money. Your point.
Kemani shook her head while looking down.
Kemani: Nothing , it's whatever. Let's just go.
Me: Nah , we gone sit right here and talk about this shit because it seems like you have a attitude. Yeah so what if I was all over her? Like I said you be all over my money when you got money of your own.
Kemani: But I love you , that hoe don't.
Me: Ke , she's a stripper. Your my babygirl. She don't mean anything to me.
Kemani: She's a stripper?
Me: Yeah. I met her at the club yesterday.
Kemani: Is that why you came home smelling like another girl.
Me: Yeah.
Kemani: Did you two , yanno.
Kemani may have been a gold digger , but she's very sensitive and kinda innocent.
Me: Honestly , yeah. That's why I had the bruises and everything else.
She didn't say anything , she just looked down. I saw a tear slide down her cheek and for some reason , I felt guilty.
Me: Mani-
Kemani: Was it with the strap.
Me: What?
Kemani: Was it with your strap.
Me: Why do you-
Kemani: Just answer the question , Jasmine.
I looked at her for a few seconds before nodding.
Me: Yes.
Kemani: And was it Blu?
"Blu" is a strap that I used only for Kemani. Kemani was the only one to ever have it in her , until now.
Me: Yeah but baby-
Kemani: Let's just go home.
I looked at her confused.
Me: Home?
Kemani: Yes home.
Me: Okay , we'll go home.
She got up and wiped her tears and walked off infront of me.
After getting home , Kemani got out the car and went inside the house before the garage door closed behind us.
Yeah , she was pissed at me. Not only did I cheat , but I fucked a stripper with "Kemani's" strap.
I went in the house and into the room , which was where I was kind of hoping she would be at.
But she wasn't.
I knew she was mad and my best bet was to not make her madder , so I'll just sit back and wait until she cools off a little bit.
I changed into some boxers and a shirt and laid on the bed. I grabbed my phone and saw a text from Madeline.
Maddie : hmm hey daddy .
I bit my lip and replied.
Me : look at you , still calling me daddy and ian even hitting it right now .
It was kind of quiet here so I cut on the TV and to BET who had Diary of a Mad Black Woman playing.
Maddie : stfu . you busy right now ?
Me : Nah , i'm chilling , you ?
Maddie : washing dishes .
Me : Shouldn't you not have you phone near water ?
Maddie : tuhhh , im juss loading the dishwasher . i still got rooms to clean by my own damn self .
Me: So why don't you just call so it'll be easier to multi-task.
Maddie : eh , can't do that. i'm finna leave , got things to do.
Me : Things ? You don't gotta life .
Maddie : but i got more of a life then you
Me: The lies lol . But aight .
I looked at the time and saw it was bout time for me to pick my sister up from school.
Me : Lol it's time for me to pick my sister up from school .
Maddie : go do ya responsibilities lol , ttyl
I left her on seen and slipped on some basketball shorts and my slides before going down to the garage.
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Four .