Chapter 12
November 3rd, 2017
Cyan | Trouble
"When you gone stop playing this stupid act Cyan ?" Key asked me
"Stop calling me Cyan."
"That's your name init ? Farrah named yo dumb special ass Cyan right ?"
"Do you want me to beat your ass ?" I questioned him as I walked over to the fridge "Again ?"
"You ain't beat my ass not one time, stop playing ya self."
"Yes I did and I'll black your eye just like Stunna did."
"Do you want me to kill him ? Let me know cause ya keep saying his name round me."
"You need to grow up." I grabbed a bottle of water before closing the fridge door "Why you so obsessed with me ? Go ruin another bitch life."
"No, I wanna ruin yours."
"I— Key get the fuck out my face." I looked at the clock "Why you even here ?"
"Why you even up at 7 in the morning ?"
"I just finished shit I had to do that's why."
"Whatchu got to do ? Only thing opened round this time is legs."
"Key let something else crazy leave your mouth and I'm gonna punch you in it." I eyed him
"You always wanna resort to violence."
"You just killed a nigga and probably plenty more, please shut the hell up."
"You not tired of being single ? Cause I'm tired of it." He switched the topic
"Too bad I'm not, you was having a field day of fucking my cousin and fooling around with Bre. Let me live."
"First of all, your cousin raped me and she's lucky I don't press charges on her ass and lock her the fuck up."
I sighed and tried my best to ignore his ass. I just came in the house finishing this scam shit and now I was just up not even sleepy. Brayden had Key and his hooligans over here and Key was the only one up.
"You can beat her ass for me though ? I can't hit females." He asked
"You sure did two piece my ass." I reminded him
"You shouldn't have tried to be Tina Turner in the fucking car knowing I'm Ike." He shrugged
Before I could respond, I heard Amira start crying. I walked into my mama room and saw her knocked out as Amira was wide awake.
"Awe, mommy poor breathe is stanking up yo face." I cooed as I picked her up carrying her out so we could go to the kitchen
"You really think she yo baby." Key watched me as I grabbed one of her bottles putting it in the bottle warmer
"She is my baby."
"You could've had one if you hadn't suck my sperm out with a fucking turkey baster."
"I don't want a child from you."
"Reword that cause you hurt my feelings just now."
"I said what I said." I faced the other way so I wouldn't laugh in his face
"You trying to get under my skin ? You know damn well if I nutted in you again, you would've kept that damn baby."
"You obviously don't know me." I shrugged grabbing her bottle and my water bottle
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