Differences || Jayklickin

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JAY

It's been a whole month since me and red got together and no one has found out yet.

Or so I thought.

"Maaa why tf you not loving on meee" I complained. Red was being stingy and giving more attention to ddot than me.

"Nigga y'all just had a whole make out sesh IN THE MIDDLE OF OUR GAME" Ddot yelled as they were playing 2k.

"And I still managed to beat your ass" she laughed.

"THATS WHY U JUST GOT DUNKED ON HOEEE" he geeked.

"That's why they didn't count ds" she stuck her tongue out at him, and he rolled his eyes.

I pulled her up, sat down, so she could sit on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and put my head on her back.

"WASSS POPPINNNN" Chris shouted as he walked into the house.

"WASSGOOD FAT NIGGAAA" Red joked. They were cool.

"Shut yo big head ass up red" he flipped her off.

"My head ain't as big as that damn stomach of yours" she looked him up and down.

"Damnnnn" I covered my mouth as I lowkey smiled at that comment.

"Jay, I know ion see you laughing" Chris raised a brow.

"I wasn't" I threw my hands up in defense.

"Cause your fat forehead ass has NO ROOM to be giggling at any joke" he went off.

"DAYUMM" red and ddot busted out laughing.

"Nigga you boutta be the same size as Jstar hush ds up" I argued.

"Watch yo mouth lil nigga I'll still beat yo ass" Jstar said from the kitchen.

"I actually came to say something and all this extra bs made me forget" Chris put his hand on his hip. Then I heard a very familiar voice...

"Yooo my ninjasss" Roscoe came in as he clapped. Uh oh.

"NO RED HIDE" Ddot shoved her off of me and she fell off the couch.

"GO GO GO " he pushed her behind it.

"No fucking way- NO FUCKING WAY" Roscoe got loud. I stood up and scratched my head.

"Wsg roscoe" I chuckled nervously.

"Is that the opp bitch" he went and grabbed his knock.

"BITCH I KNOW U AIN'T TRYNA SHOOT ME" she jumped up and was shocked.

"ROSCOE NO" Ddot clung onto red, and she was holding him like a baby.

"Ddot... Ddot move" she insisted.

"NO IF HE SHOOT YOU, HE SHOOTS ME" he cried.

We all looked at him like 😐.

"Why tf she here?! And on your fucking lap" Roscoe questioned.

"Cause that's his girlfriend. Been tryna tell you that shit" Dd stood behind him. 

"Your dating an opp? Jay I should beat your ass" he walked up to me with his fist bald up.

"Do it then nigga. Ion even give a fuck anymore" I shrugged. 

"Neither of y'all can really fight.. y'all both suck" red spoke.

"Bitch shut up ain't nobody was talking to you" Dd snapped. She grabbed a plate from off the table and threw it right at his head. That shit broke.

"DAMN-" everyone said on accident. Dd fell and held his forehead.