*a random continuation from the imagine Twitter Fingers
I was chilling on the couch with my baby taking a nap on my lap. I just started BMF and that shit was too good, I've been binging all damn day! My phone vibrated irritating me, but I checked it anyway, expecting it to be LaMelo dumb ass. We were off again, but he'd been begging for me to come back. But idk I'm done being the dumb girl, that toxic shit wasn't cute to me anymore.
Don't be texting my nigga.
My eyebrows furrowed together reading the text message from the unknown sender.
Who is this? I texted back. Last time I checked I wasn't messing with nan nigga right now. So who are they talking about?
Don't worry bout who I am ! Worry bout what I said !
Usually I wouldn't entertain this bullshit but for some reason I had time today.
LOL who is yo nigga?
LaMelo
I literally screamed laughing, scaring the shit out of my baby. "Mommy, sorry baby." I kissed him so he'd lay back down and go to sleep.
das my baby daddy wtf don't nobody want his ass
Yeah yeah like I said ho ! Text my nigga again and we gone have a problem ! N you don't want that .
Now my blood was boiling. Shorty was trying my gangster and y'all know I'm real gangster! I went ahead and sent her my address, I ain even fuxking that nigga right now but one thing bout me I'm gone step.
Pull up then hoe if you really bout it. Read at 4:15
I decided to text LaMelo so he could get his lil side in check.
Why yo piece texting me? Talm bout we gone have a problem? You need to keep them bimbo hoes in checc
Wait, Huh?
Britt she crazy
I don't even know how she got your number
Oh Imma show her crazy 🤪♿️💣 She finna find out why they call me Britt wit Da Sticc Read at 4:27
Britt chill out, you got my son with you I'm omw Britt don't do shit!
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