Told the bitch, "Don't look my way
If she do, her whole face gon' be missin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she stay with her face to the wall
So I guess that she got the picture
" You sure you wanna do it " He whispered in my ear.
" Yea I'm sure" I breathed I felt knots in my stomach. I was starting to loose my fucking breath.
" You could back out at any time" he laughed from behind me.
" I wouldn't advise making a deal with the devil" He smirked
" Sir yo name is Dayvon Lewis don't play wimme" I laughed he smacked his lips.
"Lil guh don't play wimme and shoot that lil nigga" He snapped bucking at me .
" Kill him so we could call you gang now hurry up Deja it's cold out here " He groaned shiver. How you a demon and scared of the cold.
I rolled my eyes and pulled the trigger at the short Mexican man who looked over 300 pounds . " Pinche Gordo" I laughed
" Pinche Gordo" Dayvon laughed .
"Just caught a opp outside that pussy nigga shouldn't have been lacking " I laughed
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" Bae watch out " I yelled .
" I just want some pussyyy" He frowned " You gone let me starve na" he continued feeling on me.
" I'm tryna cook and you all up on me " I mugged pushing him.
" You gone stop putting yo hands on me" he got up in my face.
" What y'all hoes doing in here" Deja yelled walking in with Satan trailing behind ha.
" nothing cooking what y'all hoes was doing "
" Fucking"
" You cap fr yall wasn't fucking " Droop laughed dapping Satan up.
" Shii naw had her kill her first lil jawn"
Deja POV
"How you feel " Satan asked as we sat on his bed while he played 2k. " Shid I don't know how I'm supposed to feel"
"Sick"
" Well I don't " I shrugged rubbing his head
" Your sick you know that " He smirked leaning his head back sum .
"So" we chuckled until we fell into a comfortable silence .
" imma get you pregnant "
" OKAYYY TIME TO GET UP" I yelled pushing his head. I heard him chuckle behind me. " What's wrong with that"
" Dayvon get off me tryna trap a bitch before the summer" I mugged .
" Whatchu mean befo the summa"
" You acting like it's not a hot girl summer" I twerked before I felt the wind knock out me.
" Ouu shit" I breathed out tryna catch breath.
" Stop fucking playing with me Deja " He caught my neck pinning me on the bed.
" Let me go bitch " he popped my mouth and I started struggling my way out. " Dayvon stawp" I laughed
"Why you wearing these lul ass shorts" he mugged rubbing on my cat. " W-wait " I moaned
" Whatchu on" he smirked
" SATAN AYE BRU WE GOT A PROBLEM"
"Can't even get no pussy on Mother's Day good I was finna make you one" he smiled patting my cat getting up . He hit that lil morning stretch pulling his pants up for them to fall down.
