《Color Me Crázy [Completed]》|Color Me Crazy| Chapter Two
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Lying once doesn't necessarily mean your a lier, it just means you can't be trusted anymore
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Zimmoni's Pov💸
I stare at him then his hand that was on my wrists. The buff brown skin guy who had me in a hard grip smirked "My name—"
Chrissy looked up at the guy "Kaere"
I shrugged "Okay and?" I asked in a bored tone "Can you let me go?"
The guy I now know as Kaere threw me on the couch before leaning towards Chrissy, pulling her up. "Come on girl, I told yoh 'bout shit like this. Let's go"
Just before they left Kaere looked back at me "I'll see yoh around, and when I do-" he smirked "-I ain't gon' be nice"
With that he left, Star pulled me back by the hoddie. "Girl, why would you do that?"
I rolled my eyes " 'Cuz he slapped tha girl, I wasn't gonna sit there and let him slap my friend"
"You so fucking dumb, bitch if he come back for me too, imma beat cho ass. That's exactly why I'on fuck with you, I'on even like yo ass" Star said getting wild crazy and ghetto clapping her hands and all
I pulled myself from her grip "What cho' not fixing to do is disrespect me, hoe you got me fucked up ALL THE WAY."
Star got in my face "I'm not dying for yo ratchet hoeing ass, always fucking somebody's nxgga!"
All jokes aside that never happen y'all, just wanted to stop right there and point that out. If anything it's reverse psychology, I guess. I just don't fuck with her personal because she always has something rude to say.
"Yeah and I fucked yours" I stuck my tounge out at her
Star hit me in my face, wanna kno what I did? I fucked her ass up. I jumped on top of her, pulling her by the jacket. I started dogging() her face, punch after punch. Somebody tried to pull me off of her, Fuck Nah! I got up and started mopping the floor with her ass, I pulled her by the hair and slinged her ass. Star flew into the chairs knocking it over.
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"I maybe nice but, my Mama always told me to never let these hoes walk all over me" I stated as I walked away
I didn't realize Rebecka ran after me until an arm grabbed my wrist turning me around. "Calm down" Rebecka said slowly "I luh you girl. Now let's go"
We walked over to the car, getting in we drove off to my apartment. The whole car ride we talked about me beating Star's ass.
"Thanks Becky with tha good hair" I told her
Rebecka laughed "Bye Zithotty ()"
Rebecka pulled off, I walked into the lobby going to the elevator. Pressing the button I waited, it seemed like the elevator taking forever so I decided to take the stairs. I made my way up the stairs tried as hell, everything around me was spinning it felt like the air had done something to me. Looking up I see somebody making out with a girl, I scrunched my face up at them as I pass them.
"Get a damn room, don't nobody wanna see that" I opinionated continued my way up the stair
I finally neared the 4th floor, my legs felt like they weren't there. I started bumping into the wall, looking at the wall for a moment I started laughing.
"Why is the whole thing white except this little ass patch?" I asked laughing
Just as I was about to make my way into the hallway and away from the staircase, the door opened almost hitting me. Ri'Cilyn caught me before I hit the floor.
"You Aight Z?" He asked
I stare at him before squinting my eyes, I started laughing causing him look at me in recognization "Zimmoni are yoh high?"
I shook my head pouting my lip in the process "No, you know Ion smoke weed"
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Ri'Cilyn nodded "Now come o-"
His voice was cut short as my vision fade into pitch black and I felt my body grow limp.
"Zimmoni!" I heard someone call my name, there was a slap to my face I don't feel it that much "ZIMMONI!" was the last thing I heard before I fully went into the darkness
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"She could have went into a state of shock" I heard a man's voice say briefly
I heard a hard sigh before a whimper "She's Aight now right?" I heard a familiar voice
It sounded like Rebecka, I'm pretty sure it's Rebecka.
"Yes, of course" The other voice clarified
There was a long silence. I don't know why I can't move my body or open my eyes.
"What could've happened ta make ha like this?" Rebecka's thick accented voice asked
I heard shifting "Well when we, uh got her- I don't know how to say this Ma'am" The other voice said "We found a drug in her system, she should be alright when she wakes but—"
"Buh what?" Rebecka asked
The man cleared his throat "There's a 10% change she might suffer from depression that, most likely she won't depending on how little was in her system. Don't let her drink for at least a month"
Rebecka huffed "Aight but, when is she going to wake up!"
"Calm down Rebecka" I heard another familiar voice pitch in "The dude is tryin'—" He chuckled "-thanks Doc' we understand"
"She may have had little in her system but, it'll take time for her to wake & recover. Then again it shouldn't take very long because like I mentioned earlier she had little in her system f-"
Rebecka cut the man off "Get ta the damn point, when she gon' wake up?"
"Consider this a mini coma, she has been out for a week and three days now. I can only assume that she could make up tomorrow or three days from now or possible throughout this week" The guy I heard named Doc informed
"What you're saying is-" Rebecka's voice traveled off and got cut short
I fell back into darkness. I hope I'm alright.
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