ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴅᴏᴛꜱᴏɴ
📍: ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ, ɢᴀ
"Oh bitch u got fucked" Lyric said, I walked into my room limping.
"Shut up. I'm sleepy, get out" I told her, taking my robe off climbing in my bed.
"U wearing the nigga clothes too. Mama would kick yo ass, if she knew u was coming in this late"
I launched my pillow at her head. I got comfortable in my bed, and fell asleep.
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"WAKE YO ASS UP" I opened my right eye, looking at my mama.
"Hmm?" I mumbled, looking at her trying not to fall back asleep.
"Why the hell my ring camera say u got in at 5 this morning?? Where the hell u been??"
"Ma, goneeee damn I'm sleepy"
"Nope. Ya lil fast out was out der with Quantavious after u swore up and down u was done with him"
"I ammmmm, can we talk about this later damn"
"You better not get pregnant either"
"I won't"
She walked out my room and I fell back asleep, but then my phone went off.
I reached over and grabbed it, opening my phone seeing he sent me a video.
I clicked it and pressed play. My eyes got wide, watching it and I screamed.
He sent the "😈" under it. Ima kill this nigga.
I FaceTimed him, he answered on the first ring.
"Quantavious" I called his name.
"I was just daddy" he said, putting his face in the camera.
Gawdamn😩.
"Who told u to record that? Then u sent it to me"
"Ima put your moans in a song"
"Stop playing with me"
"Why not?? It sound so beautiful, u was hitting them notes like u was Whitney Houston"
We both bust out laughing.
"Mane get the fuck on" I said, looking at him.
"You still my baby"
"You still ain't shit" I said, smiling before hanging up.
I threw my phone and went back to sleep.
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