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T💜 Come outside
I read da message confused I just know dis nigga didn't just pull on me uninvited.
Chanel💙👀 Why?
T💜 Girl come tf outside😐
Smackin my lips I got up and threw on a hoodie before going downstairs and out da house.
"What you want?" I asked as soon as I got in his car.
"What's yo problem? You ain't happy to see yo husband?" He asked
"Boy u haven't even asked me to be yo girlfriend so how we married." I said wit a mug on my face. It's been two weeks since he gave me head and I've been a lil snappy.
I just need fa him to dive in my ocean again. He got me havin withdrawals and shït.
"Oh so dats why you been having yo lil attitude dis past week?"
"No nigga it's because my pum pum hasn't been feasted on in a while." I replied wit a attitude.
"Girl dats why u been mad? Cause fatma want sum more attention?" He asked laughing.
I didn't find shît funny.
"See no I'm finna get da fûck ASAP!" I said attempting to open da door but before I could he put da door on child lock. Like who da fuck does dat?
"Boy you bein childish."
"I'm sorry ight. But I called u out here to talk, vibe allat type shït." He said looking all in my damn face.
"Ight but can u take me ta Wendy's pleathe?" I asked makin my best baby face.
"U look dumb but yes I'll take you." He said makin my face fall. Mtchh I hate dis nigga mane.
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We were chillin in his car in da Walmart parking lot. He wanted ta chill here wit his ghetto ass.
"Its 1 in the morning you up you can't sleep You keep calling and texting and being a baby you just wanna be next to me We been fussing and fighting but that dont mean nothing you know where you needing to be Cause when we together dont nothing click better a puzzle you my other piece Even though we down now this only for now just promise me that you won't leave Im trynna tell you im in love Im addicted to you, you my drugs I only want you, you enough I know you been hurting inside Doing you wrong i keep telling them lies" I hummed drinking my lemonade. Klanboy Mike knew just how to get me in my feelins. Dat nigga was so talented but also so slept on.
(Fr tho y'all needa wake tf up and stop playin wit him.)
"Who dis?" Taurus asked as he bobbed his head.
"He go by KlanBoy Mike. He fye ain't it?" I asked.
"Hell yeah. But aye I wanna ask u sum." He said turning to me.
"Ok gon head your highness."
"You play a lot. But say we been talkin for about two three months now. We know everything bout each other and we vibe like nobody else so, I wanted to ask is you tryna be my bitch?" He said.
"Hol up playa. Imma need fa u ta take a few steps back and rephrase what da fock u just said." I replied wit my hand up. Talkin bout sum can you be my bitch what typa ghetto shit is dat?
"My bad li bit. You tryna be my girl?" He asked cheesin witch made me smile.
"Of course you sexy ass bitch." I said pecking his lips. I was finna move my head but he grabbed me by my neck bringing me back in.
"You want sum head?" He asked against my lips.
"Shiddd wassam." I replied gettin excited while my fatma started to THUMP.
"Get yo excited ass in da backseat."
Shidd ain't gotta tell me twice.
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I'm finna stir sum shit up now dat dey official dis shit gettin borin.😬
Also dis story is a short story so dis book gon have 20 chapters max.
