stepbrothers.

SIXTEEN

i decided to stay with jahseh for a couple days.

because this is entirely too much.

"so, ya ass leaving, huh?"

"go choke." i shoved the rest of my things in my suitcase, finally zipping it up completely.

"had ya mama choking on this dick." taymor snickered, leaning against my door that was magically closed.

"both of y'all dirty hoes can choke." i shrugged, "now, move."

"why you so mad?" he leaned against the door.

bitch, are you dumb?

"you sound retarded, move." i spat, holding my suitcase's handle.

it's funny because taymor's hoe, aka my mom, was throwing hints they was fucking.

she literally said he had good dick.

she's 38, he's 19.
whew chillay.

she's just using this nigga keith for his money.
damn, i feel bad.

naw, fuck all em'.

"you sound jealous." he chuckled, walking forward.

okay and you're a man whore.

"jealous. that's disgusting." i laughed, wiping the imaginary tears like the dramatic bitch i am.

"yeah, come here." he waved his hand towards his direction.

"fuck you mean, come her-"

he cut me off completely by grabbing me by my neck.

"when i tell yo ass to do something, i'm fucking serious." his hand tightened.

catch this lawsuit.

i can feel my lungs closing up.

"you understand?"

i nodded, since i'm being choked to death.

letting me go, he literally yeeted the suitcase out of my hands.

i wanted to fight his ass but who wants to risk their life?

thank u, next.

opening the bathroom door, he picked my bony ass up and looked down at me.

"we gon try this shit again."