𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙼𝙴

Someone Like Me.

Lil' Capalot, bitch, hah
Hit the strip after school, couldn't wait 'til I got out of class, used to stare at the clock and shit

Smiling over at Diamonté as she moved around the kitchen helping put groceries away rapping along to my speaker, I shook my head looking back down at the screws and wood pieces I had plastered across my living room floor for my TV stand.

"Small ass text size." Slamming the instruction booklet on the floor, I stood up grabbing my soda from KFC walking into the kitchen placing my hands on Diamonté's hips standing behind her as she bent down placing groceries into the lower component.

Biting my bottom lip as I ran my hands along her thighs, I pushed against her repeatedly causing her to look over her shoulder smirking throwing her ass back on me.

Stepping aside as Diamonté stood up hopping on the counter, I moved in front of her standing between her legs as she leaned forward placing kisses on my neck, softly running my hands up and down her thighs.

"You gonna miss Atlanta?" Scrunching my face thinking about her question, I shook my head smiling as I looked around my new apartment satisfied.

After handling what I had to in Atlanta, I realized there was nothing left for me in the A... a nigga was ready for a change.

And I'll never admit it to his face, but I need to be by my brother. When J left Atlanta, I was mad but I at least has Brandon to kick it wit. Staying down there alone, would only make my mental worse than what it already is.