CONSEQUENCES

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JISELE ADAMS
'Jilly'
RALEIGH • 919

"This nigga got Jd beat! He a skinny nigga but the dick bigggg." I reminisced about the things that occurred last night to Harmony over our FaceTime call.

"What happened to getting to know each other?"

"Girl we did— well we know everything we need to know at least."

"Jd gone killllll you."

"He ain't gone know and when he get out, ima cut Milo off."

"Don't get that man pussy whipped cause then it's not gone be easy."

"Shitttt." I dragged with a smirk on my face, "I think he already is, he been blowing my phone up ever since then."

Just as I said that, his name popped up on my phone. "I'll call you right back." I clicked her off and answered his call.

When the call connected, I could see him in the car chewing on something. "Bring me some."

"I'm outside."

My love language

I jumped out the bed after hanging up the phone and slid on my pink crocs, I looked at myself in the mirror real quick and seen that I looked a mess.

"Fuck it." I shrugged not really caring cause if he can't like me on my worse days then he don't deserve me on my best.

I left out of the house and headed towards his dark green scat pack, opening the passenger door and getting inside.

"Ooouu." I smiled, picking up and opening the Chick Fil A bag. "How you knew to get me this?" I questioned, seeing that it was a spicy chicken sandwich; which was my favorite.

He shrugged, "I just guessed, and here." He passed me a straw and a drink.

"Thanks." I sat the drink in the cup holder on my side, "You so sweet."

He simply stared at me with a mug, I could tell he didn't like compliments and stuff like that because the other day I called him handsome and he called me weird for saying it...

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"What's your favorite movie?"

"Stop with these lame ass questions, ask some real shit."

Me and Milo had been sitting in the car for almost two hours now, just talking about anything and I decided that we should just ask each other random questions.

"You got any babymomma's and kids I need to worry about?"

"Not that I know of."

I frowned because um...

"You got any toxic behaviors I should know about before we get to deep?"

"I'm not toxic." I lied cause whole time— I'm the queen of toxicity.

"Are you attracted to me for me or my body?"

That was a question I always wondered with every guy I've ever talked to and of course they all answer the same even though I know it's a lie.

"For you."

"You're lying."

"It's a lot of bitches with a fat ass, that shit don't matter to me. It's about your personality."

"What do you like about my personality?"

"Everything."

I bet he's saying that because he doesn't like shit specifically.

"Ion wanna answer questions no more."

"Well what you wanna do?"

"Let me meet yo mother." He told me as we watched my momma car pull up to my house.

My eyes got big as hell because what do he think this is...My mom don't even like people, sometimes she don't even like me.

"For what?"

"Cause I want to."

"That don't sound like a good—"

"Sounds like a great idea to me." He cut me off, opening the car door and getting out.

I got out right after and tried to rush ahead of him as he walked up to her car.

I watched the mug on her face when he approached, "Who the hell are you?"

"Milo— I'm her friend." He nodded to me.

"Friend? Hm. That's nice." She told him as she got out the car with a few grocery bags.

I tried to tell his ass that wasn't no good idea, she ain't interested in meeting nobody.

I been with Jd for almost 3 years and she still don't wanna meet him.

"I got these." He took the bags out her hands and followed her to the front door.

"That's sweet of you." She thanked him and he smiled as he sat them in the house.

But when I say anything like that, I'm weird...

He came back out, closing the door behind him and I just stood there with my arms folded.

"Who said I wanted you to meet her?!"

"I see where you get yo ass from." He spoke and it caught me so off guard.

"You a creep." I laughed and pushed his shoulder playfully.

"I'm finna go do some." He told me after looking at his phone that just got a message, "Ima call you later."

I nodded and watched as he walked to his car and pulled off.

I have the strongest attachment issues in the world, I just hope I don't get attached to him being that we just "friends."