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Mia Jones The Girl who woke up and her P***y started talking back to her. Silly story that shouldn't have taken off the way that it did. lol.

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“Hellooooooo? Can anybody hear me?”

My brows came together, eyes squeezing shut at the bright sun piercing through the blinds before I slowly stretched and looked around my bedroom. The TV was off, the remote nowhere near my hand and my sheets were halfway off the bed.

“Helloooooo? Bitch is you awake or nah?”

I froze, hearing the raunchy voice as my eyes widened and looked around the room that suddenly seemed so clear…without…my glasses…?

“Yeah yo ass awake… Can you hear me?”

I sat up with my heart racing as I looked around before rubbing my eyes, trying to adjust to my sudden new vision. Only thing I could taste in my mouth was that dry ass bread and plaque that built up over night.

“I’m calling the police!” I suddenly blurted out.

“For what?” The voice responded as I jumped out of the bed before feeling a sharp pain in my lower stomach. I kneeled over, wincing at the pain as I tried to stay on alert. “Walk it off girl… You need to walk it off–––”

“What is happening? Am I going crazy?” I whispered, hearing the voice clear as day but seeing no one.

“I’m down here if you’re wondering,” she said as I slowly looked down at my feet. One sock was high against my leg while the other was barely hanging on. “Nah boo, I’m right here… It’s me… Yo kit kat… yo carpet…yo…mmm… the good girl with tha good pearl…the girl below…yo pussy, bitch. It’s me.”

I gripped my shirt to lift up seeing my panties were gone and I was just staring at the hairy mound between my legs.

“Yeah, it’s me,” the voice said as the coarse black hairs bristled and moved on its own. I smacked my hand down there with the gasp at the feeling before slowly peeking again between my legs.

“Yeah, it’s still me…” The hairs tangled amongst themselves, twisting before unwinding, and splitting apart as I screamed. “Don’t freak out! Wait a minute! Girl, hold up!”

I hopped over the edge of my bed, stumbling to keep on my feet as I ran straight for the bathroom and smacked the sink on while yanking the toilet seat up.

“What are you doing?!”

“This is not real… This cannot be happening,” I exhaled with heavy gasps as I grabbed my washcloth to soak with water before shoving it between my legs to scrub repeatedly.

“All you doing is irritating the fuck out of yourself! If you just listen for a second!”

“No, no nooo… I’m going crazy… I’m going crazy,” I sang erratically as I started the shower before stripping out of my shirt and socks and jumping into the water with my eyes wide shut. “I’m losing my mind… That’s it… I’m losing my freaking mind!”

I shoved my hand down between my legs like I was trying to suppress whatever demonic coochie nightmare I was a part of until all I could hear was running water and my own exasperated breaths.

It was quiet.

There was no voice. Nobody was talking in my head or out loud… Just me staring at my reflection of my soaked body in the shower. I’m finally awake.

I released a shaky breath before stepping out of the shower and taking the hanging towel to wrap around my body.

“I’m too young to be losing my mind,” I said to myself as I sat down to pee. I crossed my ankles together with another relaxed sigh, still feeling a little shaky and wondering why the voice was so clear in my head. What kind of freak nasty dream did I have?

“Either I need therapy or…”

“Some dick,” the voice came back as I parted my thighs and looked below at myself still peeing. “And before you panic and jump up like a fool with piss flying everywhere, somebody is at your door–––”

“What–––”

Ding!

Dong!

“So unless you wanna answer it smelling like urine, you need to pull yourself together and act natural–––”

“Why are you talking?!” I shrieked, smacking at my thighs before smacking my head and face. “Wake up! Wake up Mia! Wake the hell up, Mia!”

When I didn’t hear anything, I quickly got up to clean myself up before flushing the toilet as the doorbell rang again.

“You done acting-–––”

“STOP TALKING!” I screamed, yanking clothes out of my drawer to throw on before grabbing my robe to wrap around my body.

“I’ma keep talking until yo ass calm the hell down and just listen… I can explain everything if you just–––”

“No, no no nooooo,” I let out, whipping my braids back from my face. “I can’t hear you… I can’t freaking hear you!”

DING!

DONG!

I quickly rushed out of the room, frantic and probably looked no less than an addict on her current high as I swung the door open without bothering to look through the peephole. My words were caught in my throat as I stood with a soaked face, wet braids staring at my neighbor Jody in the face. He stood shirtless with navy blue basketball shorts hanging just on the edge of his hips, showing that peek of hair that disappeared in the fabric. Bone toes and brown bare feet planted in front of my doormat, my eyes slowly traveled up his shirtless brown frame until I was met with the shoulder length thick locs, the goatee, and bright red low sitting eyes from his high. He smiled.

“I heard you…” pointing towards his apartment door right across from mine. “I heard you screaming…I ain’t know if you were…okay or…”

“He’s fine as hell… who is this?” I heard the voice say as I crossed my legs over one another.

“I’m sorry?” I let out as his brows came together. Did he hear the voice? Did he hear her talking? Do I hear myself? My vagina is speaking to this man! What the hell is going on?! He couldn’t have because he simply repeated himself.

“I was saying…I heard you scream…

“I want you to make me scream,” she added as I cleared my throat with a hard cough.

“I ain’t know if…” looking me over in the robe with a dazed expression. “I mean… we ain’t really introduced ourselves like that…just see each other in passing but I was just tryna make sure you were good… I ain’t mean no harm…”

“Invite him in,” the voice said. “Tell him to come in for some breakfast. You know how to make pancakes?”

“Please stop talking,” I hissed as his brows jumped up. “Oh I didn’t…not you… I…” shaking my head as I gripped my door, “I’m sorry. I’m just…it’s been a weird morning.”

He just stared at me before nodding just as a woman peeked around the corner from his apartment door.

“Jody?” She called out.

“Bitch, we see you and we don’t care–––”

I pounded my fist against my stomach before letting out an awkward cough as Jody watched the awkward move before slowly laughing.

“Shouldn’t you be at work?” He questioned as my brows came together. “It’s Friday…You’re normally gone…”

“So he be watching you, that’s good,” she said below as I coughed again.

“I uh… Right…I overslept…I guess,” I stammered, wanting to get to my phone as quickly as possible. He simply stared at me before nodding.

“Alright then, be easy,” he said coolly. “Don’t be a stranger…”

He turned and walked back towards his apartment as the girl smiled at me before they closed the door. I quickly closed and locked the door shut before sliding to the floor against the frame with embarrassment.

“Alright so while I got your attention–––”

“This is not happening… This is not–––”

“You’re not dreaming…I am…your fairy pussy Godmother,” she said before letting out the sickest laugh that sounded like tires screeching from a car, “oooo anyway…it’s been a while… somehow… I woke up in the middle of the night and I was under the covers…like I just…opened my eyes for the first time…I can’t explain it so this is just as new for you as it is for me…but we’re here. Nobody else can hear me but you…”

I slowly peeled my legs apart in the robe to look down at myself before throwing my head back against the door with a soft thud.

“Am I losing my mind?” I asked out loud.

“I mean…maybe?”

“Don’t! Respond to me!” I freaked before looking around for my phone. “What day is it? It’s not Saturday?”

“Today is Friday…and yeah your phone has been blowing up. You’re late for work–––”

“And you’re still talking to me… This isn’t some weird medical condition or side effect to something? I accidentally used Nair down there one time and I–––”

“I don’t know what you did. All I know is that I’m here and I have no intentions on going anywhere… So with that being said…get yourself together…do whatever you need to do to not look crazy, get some clothes on and let’s go.” I’m tryna mingle and get out…”

Written by Mia Jones aka Desiree.

https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0BG3FDXXS

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Season Two will be released in full this Tuesday coming up on Kindle. Will drop the link next week.