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Cianna's POV

I woke up and my head was pounding, it felt like someone was knocking on my brain.

looking to my side i was met with a wall.. not my wall though.

what happened last night?

trying to recollect my memories i heard a voice i knew all too well.

"nigga what the fuck?!" jaylen yelled making me jump.

"get the fuck out my house, fuck is wrong with you?" brooklyn yelled back at him.

oh yeah, that's right. i spent last night with her. i hope me didn't have sex. i like her and i was drunk that's never a good mix.

"nah bruh you tryna take my bitch," he yelled pushing her hard as fuck.

"if i wanted to i would've, don't get mad at me because your girlfriend isn't loyal. we ain't do shit she's only in my shirt because she washed up last night," she explained to him.

"bro ion give a fuck bout none of that shit," he sucked his teeth before punching her making her stumble back.

"jaylen stop!"

"oh now yo ass can speak? we fucking done."

"no please i'm sorry we really didn't do anything. i was just tryna make you jealous so we could have good makeup sex," i lied on the second part because what nigga don't wanna get his dick wet.

"you dead ass?"

"yes daddy, i'm sorry."

"go get in the car."

"i don't have pants on."

"find ya fucking pants and get in the car!" he yelled before turning back to brooklyn, "where her pants at?"

"i don't know wherever i took them off."

"you took them off? fuck?" he punched her.

"no i mean yeah but not like that, it was to wash her up." she put her hands up.

"you letting bitches wash you up? now i'm really finna kill her ass." he punched her again knocking her down and then started kicking her.

"fuck bro chill," she yelled.

"jaylen stop!"

"put yo fucking pants on!"

i did what he said and as i was i heard someone run upstairs.

jaylen was too busy kicking and cursing brook out that he didn't hear.

"fuck off my sister lil nigga," her brother ran up and jawed the shit outta him.

i took that as an opportunity to check on her.

"you okay?"

"i'm fine," she gave a weak smile not really noticing much damage to her face except a busted lip.

"it hurt?"

"a little, kiss it better?" she looked over to jaylen a little seeing as he watched the whole interaction.

"you serious? infront of him?" i whispered the second part.

"you considering that shit? wow bruh!" he said.

"it's the least you can do."

"i just woke up." morning breath probably kicking.

"you think id ask if i cared?"

i shrugged not protesting against her words anymore.

i kissed her on the lips and a bit more over her face where it looked like she was hurt.

"better?"

"mhm," she smiled, "now please take your nigga and leave."

"wow, okay."

"nah hollon imma fuck this bitch ass nigga up," her brother punched him again, "don't you ever in life put yo hands on my sister again pussy!"

"okay okay fuck bruh!"

"ight it's cool," brook told him making him get off.

"let's go bruh," jaylen yelled at me running downstairs.

i looked at brooklyn and she told me to go so i grabbed my stuff following after him.

as soon as i left the room i could hear her brother yelling.

i left the house and got in the car quickly in hopes he wouldn't leave me which he didn't.

"so you really do like that bitch?" he drove.

"i'm just still a little drunk, i'm sorry."

"you kissed shordy in front of my face cianna." he shook his head.

"i'm sorry jaylen really," i pleaded with him.

"okay. let that shit happen again and we done bro."

"okay." i rolled my eyes.

"i'm serious cianna." he averted his gaze from the road to me.

"i know you are, i was just upset at you and she got me drunk. you know i don't even like girls." i laughed a little.

i mean shit who wouldn't like girls for brooklyn.

"yeah aight."

we got back to his place and i was able to shower and brush my teeth.

after i was comfortable he made me text her.

black🫠

hey

wsg you miss me yet?

no and it's not funnyi should've never started tty againit's going back to how it use to be ur cut

oh? it's fine i got other people i can be w

great

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other people?

why would she tell me that?

it's whatever i don't want her, shit who am i kidding. i always have.

i can't leave her alone, ill just sneak around.—/