Part 24

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I walked out the bathroom " ahh shitt" I grabbed my foot and hopped " pop yo stupid ass " he walked to me and picked me up "damn I forgot this was in the floor" he took me to my room and put me on the bed he went to the bathroom and got my care package and searched it for some tweezers he grabbed my foot carefully " waitt" he looked up "what's wrong" I shook my head and sat back he grabbed my foot again "hold on" I jerked my foot he gave me a blank expression "im cold as hell jasmine and this face mask cold" I sat back I grabbed the pillow and squeezed it and scrunching my face he stood up "you so damn dramatic" he shook his head I opened one eye "wait you done?" He tilt his head "yea extra ass im boutta to go get the stuff up then get ready" I got up "aight baby" I said in a man voice he looked at me funny he opened the door I smacked his ass hard his towel fell to the floor he shut the door and turned his head slow his eyes got low " bruh stop fuckin playing wimmie like that I told you Ion play like that" I walked to my closet slamming it he opened it I walked past him brushing his shoulder I went to the my bathroom and sat down and set stuff up to fix my hair he stood at the door I looked at him and rolled my eyes he smiled and walked out

I got dressed and waited on Bashar to finish smoking Everybody was gone except Mike "What your little ugly ass doing" I punched his side soft " man Imma flip yo ass" he laughed giving me a knuckle head " ouchhhh okkk" he didn't stop " say you sorry" I tried to break away " you know I can't give in that easy" "well" he kept doing it " POPPP HELPP ME PLEASEE" he ran in pulling his pants up ashing his blunt he grabbed mike and put him in headlock. " well well well nigga you thought you was goin to get away" I tickled him " ok man Im sorry" he laughed
"Yo pop you believe him" I raised my eyebrow we were was acting like we were in the cartel " no I don't believe him go get a pickle" I smacked my lips " a pickle?" I said in my regular voice and scrunched my face up " just go get it" " BRUH HELL NAH COME ON PLEASEE" I went to go get it pop mouthed " put it by his nose" I walked over with it " JASMINE IM SORRY DONT DO THIS" mike screamed pop nodded I put it in his face and waved it he gagged " ahh that nigga hate pickles man" pop laughed holding his stomach mile got up and ran to the bathroom throwing up " bashar come I feel bad I didn't know he was going to throw up" I tucked my lip in pop was still laughing

I walked off to go find mike I heard water in the bathroom I went to go get a new toothbrush I knocked softly the door opened a little " mike?" I said low he smacked his lips wiping his face " here im sorry" I pushed the door open and handed him the toothbrush he snatched it " im sorry" he shut the door I walked back in "why you tell me to do that" I asked he waved his hand "mike gon be straight" "that was mean baby aw wait im still mad at you" I walked off he followed me " how you mad at me you did some to me" " stop talking to me before you mess your birthday gift up" "say less" he zipped his lips and danced

" MIKE BRING YO ASS FOR YOU GET LEFT BRUH you ready?" "Yeah" we walked to the car he opened up my door "BYE MIKE" pop yelled in the door he came out the door mad he got in the back pop locked the house up "sooo mikey" pop dragged being aggravating mike threw his phone on the seat " leave me alone cuh" pop laughed we pulled out from the dark garage " OH MY GOD POP WHAT THE FUCK MANE LET ME OUT FOREAL" I looked back confused "what's wrong mike?"pop rubbed his hand down his face "damn you dramatic what" mike started breathing hard looking for his asthma pump my eyes got big I jumped in the back trying to help him

" GET YO HANDS OFF ME" he was still breathing hard          " man just say whats wrong what you see yo uglass baby mama?" " NO MAN ITS PANTIES BACK HERE AND A BRA" he scooted over to the door I hopped over the armrest and looked at Poppa then smiled before I knew it I was in his lap choking him hard " man J let me go im driving " he swerved in traffic     " NIGGA I DONT GIVE A FUCK I WILL KILL ALL US" I said " AW HELL NAH  lord if you get me out of this I'll never ride with them again god pleassee" mike said I started hitting him in the head he stopped the car mike got out

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