Ghetto: Macy & Mekhi Love Story.

Chapter 9 - Brief Interlude for Cash & Caella.

This chapter does NOT include Money nor Macy, sadly. Just a brief interlude for Caella and Cash. It will not be that long, because I just wanted to introduce them into the story. Ya'll should read though, it is very interesting lol.

Micaella POV

"Why the fuck are you so mean?" Cash asked me. Scrunching my face up I replied "I'm not. Why the fuck do you keep talking to me?" I thought Cash was fine as fuck, before he opened his damn mouth. Every time he said something it was stupid, or pissing me the fuck off. Plus this nigga always thought some shit was fucking funny.

"Why wouldn't I?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes.

"Because i'm obviously not interested. I'm sure you can tell that." Sipping from the glass filled with Pineapple Ciroc chased with pineapple juice I looked at him. Can't deny the fact this nigga fine as hell.

"Nah, I actually can't fucking tell." He said while laughing. See, this was what I meant. His statement pissed me off, then he laughed pissing me off even more. Why the fuck did I let Macy leave me here? I mentally asked myself. She better glad I wanted her to finally get some fucking dick.

"I'm not sure how you can't tell, so I'll help you understand. I'm barely talking to you, every time you say something I roll my eyes, and every time you move closer to me, I move over to get the fuck away from you." I said stating facts, and he laughed once again, once a fucking gain.

"Okay, I mean let's be the fuck serious. You claim you barely talking to me, its because you are in the presence of a real nigga and you nervous you keep looking at me, you definitely ain't looking for no reason. You roll your damn eyes every time I say something because you don't know what else to fucking do, just fucking smile and chill out with all the extra ass shit. That shit you speaking about moving over definitely doesn't fucking phase me. You just never been occupied with a real nigga, obviously. Girl shut that shit up." Cash spoke as he looked directly at me and smirked.

My mouth unbelievably dropped, what the fuck? He may be right, but NO fucking body reads Micaella. Period. No one. Standing up, I put my hand on my hip and stood directly in front of him.

"Ok and? Nigga that's still not changing the fact that i'm not fucking interested. I don't know who the fuck you thought you was, talking about it don't phase you. Well, the shit did not fucking phase me either. Now read that shit, Cash." I wasn't going to let him think just because he caught on to how I really felt that he could just shut me up. Fuck no, he had me fucked up.

While laughing Cash stood up and grabbed me by the arm and proceeded to keep walking. The fuck is up with this nigga always snatching my damn arm, the hell.

Stopping so that he could also, I tried to get my fucking arm out of his hand. "Where are we going? You can't just walk off with people and expect them to follow you, are you fucking crazy?" I looked at him with confusion etched all over my face.

"We are going to fuck. I can do what the fuck I want to. Come the fuck on." He said looking at me like it was pretty obvious what we were about to do.

Stuck in place I mentally asked myself if I wanted to have a fucking one night stand, because that is all Cash would be to me.

"Give me one reason why I should fuck you." I replied.

"I'll give you two, my dick big and your pussy wet. Are you going to fucking come or not?"

I let my feet answer for me as they started to follow behind Cash...

Cash POV

Removing the dress Caella had on off her body I threw it on the floor of the hotel I had gotten us. I wasn't taking no bitch back to where I lay my head. I was taught that you will never know these females motives. Wasn't taking any chances with that shit.

Looking up I silently prayed that her pussy was not about to be trash and that there would be no surprises that came out while I was trying to fuck her. Her attitude was getting on my fucking nerves at Skky, and she wouldn't be able to keep running her fucking mouth while this dick was in her.

Throwing my shirt off my body and pushing her back onto the bed I took her nipple in my mouth, and moved my hands down to her pussy sticking two fingers into her. I wasn't eating no bitch pussy who I just met, that just wasn't my style. She was wet as hell, like I expected. Wet. Tight. Warm. God was really looking out for me tonight.

"Cashhhhh, mmm" She moaned out. Speeding my fingers up I watched as she started squirming. "Don't stop, rightttt there." Who the fuck said I was stopping? My dick was getting harder just from watching her. "Yesssssss" She screamed out as she came on my fingers. "I think I like you better when you moaning instead of coming at me fucking crazy." I spoke.

Removing my boxers and putting on a Magnum I watched as Caella's eyes widened. Positioning my self right at her opening I got ready to slide in, looking down at her lil fine ass. Right before I pushed in she pushed me back and sat up.

"Wait, wait, Cash.. I can't." She said biting on her bottom lip.

The fuck? Nah she had me fucked up. C'mon God, I thought you were on my side this time.

Pushing her back down I spoke "Yes the fuck you can and you are about to." I wasn't leaving without being in this wet ass pussy, fuck what she talking about.

Sitting back up Micaella looked at me as I looked at her annoyed. "What's up man? Why you tripping now?" I asked her.

She looked nervous then started to speak quietly "Cash, seriously... It's not that I don't want too... but I can't continue this without letting you know... I'm a transgender."

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*Micaella & Cash in Multimedia.*🤤🤤

Sidenote: I miss Macy and Money already lmao. 😍Ready to write their chapter lmao.