Nariah POV
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My eyes fluttered open, and I noticed that I was in bed. I closed my eyes back. Then I noticed that I was getting hot, so I tried to push the covers off of me. But it was too heavy. So I started trying to kick it off of me.
"Ow, ma!" Cold said. "Chill the f**k out and stop kicking me," He added.
"Well, Cold, get the f**k off of me because you're making me hot as f**k," I said.
Then a couple of minutes later it dawned on me, and I sat up quickly. Did I just talk to Cold?
"Hold up, b***h, you gotta get yourself together. You were just dreaming. Cold is dead, and he's not here." I said to myself. Then I heard a deep chuckle.
"Baybeh, I am here," Cold said. I turned my head quickly and saw Cold laying next to smiling.
"Ahhhhh!" I screamed before punching him in his face. T
