𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷𝟽.

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It's been a couple days. Making me stick around that room a lot. I was walking the halls tonight peeping in every patient room to see if they're ok. Even though we were still gonna be there over night.

I was now at the room with the fine boy inside. Opening it seeing the female sleep but him awake laying on the bed on his phone.

I walked in making him move the phone from his face and look at me. "We straight." He said as I walked near him.

"I need to talk to you." I said seeing him sit up straight and I sat beside him.

"It's bout Alani?" He questioned moving some dreads out his face.

"No silly," I smirked.

"Girl if youn get yo white washed ass." He said leaning from near me. Side eyeing.

"Excuse me?" I said placing my hand on my chest.

"Yeah you heard me." He said.

I whispered. "Stop it your causing a ruckus you've going to wake her & this whole hall." I said.

He toned down his voice seeing his lover twitch in her sleep.

"What you won't." He said confused.

I touched on his buff arm making him look at me crazily but not bothering to move it.

So strong. I said In my head.

He let me rub on him for a little longer. Then threw my hand off.

"Aight you got yo li rub now get out." He said.

"Don't do this, you know you want this." I said. I then rubbed on his print making him look down at me doing so.

He chuckled & turned his head. He quickly grabbed me up by my neck.

With both hands making us stand up as my feet dangled as he choked me.

"I- can't- breathe-" I said holding onto his arms as he had this fierce look on his face.

"This what happen when you keep fuckin wit shit that's suppose to be left alone." He said.

I kept trying to stop him even tried kicking him into his balls. How could such a fine man not be a cheater.

A tear grew in my eye. Making him drop me from his hands making me drop hard on floor holding my neck and coughing.

"What the hell. Is... wrong with you." I said trying to find my voice.

He looked down at me as If I was nothing but trash.

"I hate hoes who throw they self at me. I been seen yo ass when I first came hea. You ugly as fuck. You ain't never gone be shit but a thirsty la hoe. You creep yo li thot ass in here again at night while my bitch sleep ima kill yo ass leaving you in yo death bed literally. Rubbing on me with them dirty ass fingers. Smelling like you been playing witcho pussy & shit. You lucky ain choke yo ass out and leave you fa dead. You might as well not een work hea no more. Weak ass hoe."

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