Saturday
November 19th.
~8:03pm
' Black POV '
"Love you, cuz," Trina said as we walked down the stairs.
"Nigga, you gay." I joked making her smack her lips and hit my shoulder. "Love ya too tho, Trina. I appreciate ya on some real ass shit." I said as we made it to the end of the stairs. She nodded and smiled.
When we started walking to the kitchen, I saw Chrissy walking toward us.
Once she saw me, she stopped dead in her tracks.
"Oh s**t," I heard Trina mumble.
"Hey, Trina," She spoke to and hugged Trina. Then she looked at me in fear, scariness, and love. p***y.
"Before you even put yo damn crusty ass lips to say anything to me, ima stop you right now. Ion want you saying s**t to me or looking at me. Keep that fake s**t and keep it moving." I said about to walk off, but then I
