مصير
NADIA NYOMI KARTER
𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏 𝘔𝘐𝘈𝘔𝘐
𝟑:𝟒𝟓 𝐏𝐌
𝐌𝐨𝐦 Are you going to Meeka's bbq ?
no , i need ✌🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽
𝐌𝐨𝐦 What the hell is that
I NEED ✌🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽 AN OCCASION
𝐌𝐨𝐦 Go to hell Nadia.
each occasion i need two hunna 😤
" I know she tired of me." I mumbled laughing.
" You going to Meeka block party ?" Angel said coming through my door.
" Yeah , they doing a balloon release too right ?" I turned towards her.
" Yeah." She nodded.
I felt so bad for her sometimes because when Day died a part of her did also.
My nephew was the last part of him that we had and she would get sad sometimes when she looked at him.
" You straight ?"
" Yeah." She smiled and walked out.
she hasn't cried about his death yet.
I sat up on my bed and facetimed Kay scamming ass.
" What's popping !" She smiled holding money up.
" My brother ballon release today." I laughed at her holding cards up. " You riding with me ?"
" Fasho." She said smiling. " You okay ?"
" Yeah , Im fine. It's Angel Im worried about."
" She still trying to hold it together ?" She asked.
" Yeah , I think today might break her though." I stood up starting the shower. " She be trying to keep it together for Daylin."
" Shit , I would too." Kay scoffed. " He only three."
" Yeah." I frowned. " Ima call you when Im ready though."
" Ight crip."
" Say that around Niko and watch he smack your face off." I laughed.
" On piru crip he won't." She threw up gang signs up.
" That's not even-Get off my phone." I hung up.
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" NIKOLAS !" Kay smacked his hand away from her hair.
" On who I won't snatch this bitch off ?" He looked at her.
" On piru crip." She sniffed.
He yanked her wig off and it landed in one of my aunties plate.
" WHO WIG ?" She stood up and Kay ran behind a cooler.
" Kaydence." Dess told her.
" You the biggest snitch." I laughed.
" Shitttttt she asked." She shrugged.
" Where Shaun and Maino ?" I asked standing up.
" Over there with Saint." Angel pointed.
" His bitch ass." I made a face walking over to them.
" Shaun." I tapped him.
" Ma'am you are disrupting me." He looked at me.
" You're riding a cinderella scooter , you'll live." I made a face at him. " Anyways , you wanna do something for me ?"
" You got a dollar to give me ?"
" Yep." I smiled. " Go make me a plate."
" That's five dollars worth now." He made a face.
" You gone do it or not ?"
" Nope ask someone else." He turned around on the scooter.
" Maino !"
He turned around and rolled his eyes at me.
" No so don't even ask."
" Y'all are very rude to the person tryna put money in y'all pockets."
" Get away." He waved me off.
" Sir I don't really like you that much but can you please make me a plate ?" I frowned standing in front of Saint.
He looked up at me then looked down at his blunt.
" Saint." I made a face. " Please ?"
" Why you can't make it yourself ?"
" They gone start asking me questions and I don't want nobody pitying me right now."
" What you want." He hopped down off the car.
" Fried chicken , cornbread and macaroni."
" Ight , hold this." He put a gun in my hand.
" What the hell ?" I looked around then put it in my purse.
He came back and put my plate in my hand without saying anything.
" Thank you , you are very appreciated." I smiled.
" Mhm."
" Do you want your thing back." I pointed to my purse.
" No."
" What Ima do with it ?" I made a face.
" Hold it , duh." He mugged me.
" Okay cause you gone have to pipe down."
Everybody was just socializing and enjoying each other until Day's favorite song came on.
" I always thought that you would be here." I mumbled.
Everyone who was close to him moods became tense.
I looked at Angel and she was singing the song blowing up balloons for everyone.
" I THINK ABOUT YOU , I END UP CRYING ON MY BEST DAYS. TRY TO CONVINCE ME IT GET BETTER NAH , NAH , NAH , NAH. I'LL BE LYING IF I AIN'T SAY I REALLY MISS MY DAWG." Dess sung bursting into tears.
his death really hit us all.
I went over to Angel and hugged her once I saw she started crying.
" We was supposed to get married." She sobbed. " He was supposed to be here with me forever."
" I know." I rubbed her back. " He still here with us just not physically."
I was tearing up so that's when I knew the song had to come off.
" Turn it off for me." I said to the DJ and he nodded.
We let go of the balloons and everyone started to leave and clean up.
" You coming with me." Saint pulled my arm.
" What happened to asking politely ?" I made a face following behind him. " Where we going anyways ?"
" To hell if you don't pray." He got inside his car.
" Isn't it we ? What happened to you praying ?"
" Im already in hell on earth." He shrugged.
" Mhm." I looked at him weird. " Why you don't talk ?"
" Don't be a reason." He drove off.
" Saint.." I said lowly. " That's your real name ?"
" Are you a female ?" He made a face. " Hell type of question is that ?"
" Okay you don't have to be rude." I mugged him.
" You don't have to be dumb." He held his hand out.
" What you want ? A high five ?" I slapped his hand.
" My gun you fucking retard."
" Ohhh." I pulled it out my purse and gave it to him.
" Why-"
" Don't ask me no more questions." He cut me off.
" Rude." I made a face.
xx
loving this lowkey..