CONSEQUENCES

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MILO MILLER
RALEIGH • 919

"If I gotta tell you one more time that my stomach hurt! Do something." Jilly threw a pillow at me.

"What the hell im gone do? And throw some else at me." I turned around mugging her.

"Go get me some medici—

She got up and ran to the bathroom that was connected to my room then I heard her start throwing up which made me scrunch my face up.

"Close the door or some. Nobody wanna smell that shit." I spoke walking to the living room.

"Milo if I was dying, you would be the worst person for me to be with." Jilly walked in and sat down next to me.

"Good thing you ain't dying." I shrugged.

Ain't nothing wrong with her. Her greedy ass just keep eating all these weird foods now she complaining. Like forreal who eats pickles with ice cream?

"I think I am though."

"Man no you ain't. Go drink some water, you'll be ight."

"You could at least get it for me—damn. Useless piece of shit." She mugged me while walking to the kitchen.

"Oh god." She dropped the water bottle she had just picked up, on the counter before running back to the bathroom.

I unlocked my phone abs started googling the symptoms she was having.

"Yo nasty ass got a virus." I walked to the bathroom, holding my shirt up over my nose.

"No I dontttt." She dragged her words, sitting on the floor near the toilet.

I grabbed some Lysol that was sitting on the sink and starting spraying that shit up.

"Nigga thats choking me!" She said while coughing.

"Well I don't want to catch nothing." I sat the Lysol back down.

"I need to go to the hospital. Maybe it's food poisoning." She attempted to stand up but slowly fell back down which made me laugh.

"This funny to you?" She looked up at me.

"A lil bit." I continue laughing while helping her stand up.

"Hold on. Lemme grab yo shoes." I walked in the room to get her shoes and bring them to her.

"Can you carry me to the car?"

I blankly stared at her.

"Please?"

I let out a deep breath and picked her up.

"Two hundred pound ass." I walked out the front door, locking it behind me.

"It's cause of all this ass." She smiled looking at me.

"Get in." I put her down once we reached the car and opened the door.

She got in and I went over to the drivers side— started the car up and we left.