I walked up in the store with my brother Jarad. Yea, my big brother is Juice wrld, whatever big deal. That's not the point. I was heated as fuck right now so I was hanging with Ally and Jarad.

"Can you believe this s dumb ass, bum ass, burrito eatin', stale bugles toe smellin', always eatin', Frito built headass nigga had the audacity to tell me I was just 'Being dramatic' " I said, doing air quotes with my fingers as I was talking to Ally.

She shook her head, crunching some chips in her mouth. "J knows we'd be boxing if he called me dramatic" She said, prompting him to look back at us with his signature goofy ass grin.

" It's just like, why the fuck would you look me dead in my soul. Tell me that today was finna be our day . Like a day just for us and then go hang out with the guys all day" I said. I was hurt but instead of showing that I showed anger.

"And you" I turned toward my brother as soon as we left the store. "How the fuck are you gonna know about this shit and hang with him anyway. You should've told that bum nigga to come home" I seethed at him. I punched him in his arm which prompted him to groan and glare at me.

"It's not my fault Stokeley don't wanna hang withcho lame ass" He said with a chuckle.

I knew he was joking but that made me even more heated, but before I could hit him Ally stepped in the way and did it for me, tossing a smack upside the back of his head.

"That nigga just like dead lied in my face. He really needa learn some damn manners, actin' as if I wasn't there for his bum ass through everything. Nigga needa mind his P's n Q's Please and Thank You" I say as I walk past chair and grab a Brisk from one of the drink fridges in the store. I twist the top and it cracks open with a hiss.

I take a long, sip before closing it.

"Like nigga really lied to me to go play the game. Like if you wanna play the game just say that shit nigga. But don't lie and then dip and leave me to figure it out for myself. Like that shit is just rude." I say. Ally nods, walking beside me as we walk down the snack isle behind my big brother.

"Yo, hurry up and grab what you want 'cus the cashier just staring at us eating the shit out his store and not buying nothing" He says as he grabs a bag of Doritos" I nod and grab a Big Texas cinnamon roll, along with like five honey buns a fat ass bag of lays and another drink.

Juice and Ally stare at me as I drop all the shit on the counter.

"I'll pay you back" I say as I give my brother a sheepish grin. He rolls his eyes. "And I know you got the money so you better run me my shit back too" He says as he pulls out his black card. I roll my eyes as everything is bagged up and then I pull out my own card.

"Yo, how many swishers you want" I ask as Juice and Ally their way to the door. J shrugs. "How much food did yo fat ass get" He asks as he sticks his tongue out at me. "Nigga getcho-" I was about to step toward him before He ran out the store to his car.

I rolled my eyes.

"You just gimme like 6 swisher sweets and like 4 double packs of them BLKs" I say. The cashier nods. "And a pack of zigzags" I add. He nods, rings up my total and I pay.

I hop in the backseat of the car and pull out my phone as I throw the bag at Ally and Jarad.

"Leave me on blk double pack and a swisher" I say as I scroll through my insta. J hums. "Ight but then you still owe me like two bucks" I rolled my eyes. How many times had I done that tonight? I pulled a five out my pocket. "Keep the change nigga" I say as I throw it at him. He just rolls his eyes.

You can tell that I'm his younger sister.

I hear Ally squeal as she pulls out the wrapping paper and she turns around to blow me a kiss, which I catch and then blow her one in return.

My phone dings and its a message from Ski.

(Loml/ stb bbydaddy) - Babe wya

I read his message and scoff.

(Me) - y u wanna kno alla sudden

I hit send and my phone dings not even a whole minute later

(Lomol/ stb bbydaddy) - Vro stop playin wit me n tell me wya so we can chilll

I let out an audible chuckle at that, causing Ally to look back at me and ask what was so funny. I showed her my phone. "Yo this nigga rlly wylin, thinkin that now that he aint on the game wit his boys - " I glared at my brother in the rearview mirror. " That he can just go ahead nd chill wit me now" I laughed as I leaned back into my seat.

"Hell nah man" I say as I text back.

(Me) - What happened to hangin witcho bros nigga

(Loml/ stb bbydaddy) - (Y/n/n) bruh stop playin I said I was sorry.

(Me) - Yo measly ass sorry aint mean shit Stokeley.

U fukkin promised nd then u blew me off for fukkin Fortnite Like nigga r u dumb?!

(Loml/ stb bbydaddy) - Yes baby, Im fukkin retarded thats y i did wat i did

Bby, im srry.

Read

(Loml/ stb bbydaddy) - Don't start that dumb shit (Y/n)

Read

(Loml/ stb bbydaddy) - (Y/n) Goulbourne, I swear ima tear yo ass up

U keep leavin me on read like his

Read

I rolled my eyes and got on my Instagram. I scrolled through my timeline, watching dumb shit until J pulled up at his crib. I was so consumed by my phone that I didn't even notice Stokeley's car in the drive way.

"Aye Ally, can you take a picture of me on the BMW" I say as I pose.

She grabs my phone and gets down, snapping them angles. When she finishes I take my phone back and post a picture with a caption from one of the songs by my Best friend Coi Leray.

(Your ig handle) : You want Attention but you need to learn your lesson

Mind you P's nd Q's nigga, needa mind ya manners Ima teach you a lesson nd we gon put it on a banner

I posted the picture and followed Jarad nd Ally into the house where I froze.

"Them some nice bars baby girl" Ski said as I stared down at his phone. He double tapped his screen and if I'd took my phone off silent then I would've heard it ding to let me know I'd gotten a notification.

"So you got yo phone on silent I see" He says as he stands and takes a step toward me. I snap outta my trance as I look at my brother. "So you knew this nigga was finna be here" I said as I glared at him. He shrugged as he grabbed Ally's hand.

"I was gon' tell you but you wouldn't shut up about how he ain't spend no time witchu so I told'em to pull up nd take yo annoyin' ass home. I ain't finna stay up nd listen to you and Ally gossip about annoying things niggas do when y'all know damn well that bitches be doin annoyin' shit too" He says as he walks upstairs Ally following behind him.

I roll my eyes as I turn toward the door.

"Where you think you goin'" Stokeley said. I turned around to see him sitting back on the couch, controller in his hand.

"Uh, home nigga. Lets go" I say as I walk back toward him.

"Oh, nahhhh. Im playin the game just like you told me too babe" He says.

"Nigga....."

"Hmm."

"Don't hmm me hoe. What happened to tearin' my shit up huh." I rolled my eyes. "I shoulda knon yo Frito built head ass wasn't gon do shit"

I plopped down on the couch beside him and layed my head on his shoulder. He laughed and layed his head on mine.

"Think she want attention, yea my girl she really stressin'.....Or whatever Coi Leray said"

We burst out laughing.

"I fuckin' love yo dumbass" I say as I lift my head to kiss him.

"Mhmm, I love you too baby" He kisses me back and turns off the game. He stands and grabs the his keys off the table. I grab his hand and we walk toward the door.

"BYE GUYS" I shout as Ski opens the door, we don't bother to hear their reply as we walk out and to the car.

Ski opens my door and get in the car, hooking up the AUX. Ski gets in the car and turns the ignition.

"Now lets go tear up them guts baby"

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I wanted to make sum for y'all before I started on my Celebrity Imagines book.

Ima still be writin' imagines in this one. Y'know 'cus Daddy Stokeley deserves his own book because he so damn fu- freakin' beautiful.