Guilty Secrets (Not Edited)

Chapter • f o u r t e e n

||Kyle||

"Yo, where yo ass been these last couple of weeks?" D'Anthony asked me

"Don't worry about that shit." I snapped

"Probably getting some ass from some random hoe." Marcus said

"Nah, I was actually with my soon to be stepmom while my dad was away." I stated

"Probably getting some ass." They both burst out laughing

"Now why would I do that? That's about to be my stepmom." I chuckled

"Key word my nigga, ABOUT. She ain't ya stepmoms yet. How old she anyway? What she look like?" Marcus asked

"27." I said showing them a picture of them I had in my phone.

"Nigga, I'd be hitting that everynight! Hot damn she fine." D'Anthony said

"Shutcho ole' goofy looking ass down. Always trying to fuck somebody or something. Get ya ass a blow up doll, maybe that got less diseases in it than half of these bitches you try to mess with." Marcus snapped

"Shut up. You just mad cause you don't get no bitches." D'Anathony said

"Who don't got no bitches? Nigga, you must not know me. Plenty of these hoes try to fuck with me but I don't got time for these hoes, i'm all about making my money."

Marcus is right, he does got alot of females that be wanting to talk to him but every since his last break up with this woman a few years back becauss of her cheating on him, he been distant from all women. D'Anthony don't care. He'll fuck anything with a pussy. Hopefully not ass cause let me find out this nigga on some gay shit, ima pop his ass.

"You should tell ole' Jason to bring his soon to be wife down! Maybe if she get a good look at me she'll regret saying yes to him." D'Anthony said causing me to snap

"AYE, CHILL THE FUCK OUT. She don't want yo ole' ugly black ass. Don't you be talking about hee like that ya dig? And her names Namoi."

He put his hands up. "Well damn, sorry. You taking up for her like she ya little sister or some shit."

"Nah, just learn how to treat a woman and i'm gon' take up for her. She my family now."

"Okay.. Okay, chill out both of y'all niggas and order this nigga some food cause I'm hungry as fuck." Marcus said sounding drunk.

"Getcho ass up and use your phone to order something." I said

"See.. The way my mind set up... I forgot my phone in my car. And I don't like talking on the phone." He laughed

"Whatever, what y'all want though?" I asked

"I don't care. Just get me some wings."

"Me too."

I got my phone and called Wingstop to place my order.

"Ight y'all. I'll be back, i'm heading on up there to get it. Don't fuck with none of my shit." I told them and left.

||Jason||

"Hey baby!" Tiffany hugged me.

"Have you been?" I asked her smelling alcohol on her breath

"Good." She smiled

"Where's my daughter?"

"Who Kizzie? Psh, her little bad ass is in her room."

I shook my head and walked upstairs. "Kizz." I knocked on her door.

She didn't answer. I opened her door and seen her sitting up facing the wall. "Kizzie, what's wrong?" I asked