Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Look bitch ion want no problems witchu" I looked at kianna who was rushing to run out the studio
"Stop fucking dissing me on the internet" she stopped moving and looked at me
"Ian do shit to you the fuck I look like fuckin on yo opps?" She scrunched her face
"Nigga matter a fact them our opps" she corrected her self
"Mane look bitch stop tryna make it seem like I'm a bitch or sum"
"Who doing that?"
"You"
She walked back in ha studio "who sent you here" she folded her arms
"My bitch why" she laughed
"You know what yo bitch be doin?"
"Kianna ian dumb" I said in a duh tone
"What's yo problem wit me..you wanna box"
"Ion hit on dog ass fe-"
"waddup" she cut him off
"Pussy ass" I sat on the couch
"The fuck you sitting on my shit fa..we supposed to be enemies"
"Come here " I said
She walked over slow looking confused "the fuck?"
I got up and pulled her down to the couch fast making her wince in pain "you good?" I asked her
"My waist sore from sum shit ion know" she said quietly
I slowly put my two hands on ha waist massaging them while looking in ha eyes "imma make sure I kill yo bitch ass" I told ha rubbing her ear back in forth
You could tell she was turned on when her eyes lowered..I gave her a peck on her lips then went again to making out
I just stared at her..she reminded me when we was little..all innocent
"Lay down" she layed down and I took her shoes off for her then mines
The couch was big enough for the both of us so I got over her making her wrap her arms around me
I know she ain't dumb that's why I'm tryna get ha comfortable wit me
