"My legs hurt" Kayla walked in the kitchen complaining.
"That's your fault, trynna be grown" I said as I cooked breakfast.
"Shut up, I heard y'all loud ass when I got back. "Ohh fuckkk von I'm finna cum" grown ass" she said mocking me.
"Okay see u did not have to go there" I laughed. "Where did y'all go? His ass was looking for y'all".
"when u sent the text message, ran outside to his car and finished in the backseat" Kayla said as she ate a piece of bacon.
"Nasty ass, did it hurt?"
"Did what?"
"When Grandbaii daddy popped ur cherry"
"Ugh that fuck nigga. it hurt for a minute and it started feeling good."
"u bled?"
"Girl yes it wasn't bad tho"
"Whew child okay. Come fix ur plate" I told her as I fixed Dayvon and My Plate.
I walked up the steps and walked into von room and closed the door.
I handed him his plate.
"Appreciate it" he said as he got up and ate. __________________________
"House party going on later y'all trynna go?" Kayla asked The whole OTF gang.
It's hella folks here, hoes everywhere. Might as well stay here and say this a house party. Music blasting and everything, smell like nun but weed and alcohol.
They all came earlier to visit like they do every weekend.
"I'm in that hoe fa shoo" I said.
"We don't do other folks house parties " Von said as he played the game.
"You too young for a house party" durk told me as he sat next to me.
"Boy byeee, I'm grown. Finna be 18 next month" i said then Dayvon as looked back at me. "Don't do that".
"House parties don't have age limits" que said.
"Exactly" I said I grabbed my phone and recorded myself.
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I got up and walked to the kitchen.
"Booka Hand me the 1942" I said.
He gave it to me.
"Don't give her that shit" I heard von say.
"Boyyy u not my daddy, that nigga walked out 17 years ago" I said.
