𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐩

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D R I Z Z Y

"why am i here lil nigga?" i asked dj getting out of his car following behind him to the front porch.

"because i wanted yo ass here." he unlocked his door and walked in.

i huffed walking in closing the door behind me not walking any further.

"take me home bitch."

"yo who you be talking to cuh?" he raised one of his eyebrows.

fine as the fuck.

"Danger Armani Jones." i said his full name.

he smacked his lips wrapping his hands around my throat pushing me hard into the front throat.

"i don't give a fuck if u wanna shoot me cuz u mad stop fucking playing wimme Rehana." he glared at me.

waterfalls bitch.

"you so damn fine, why you gotta be a fuck up?" i stared at him.

he shook his head letting go of my neck walking towards the stairs.

don't know what the fuck he mad at.

if anything i should be the bitch that's mad.

i took my shoes off by the door following him upstairs.

by the time i mad it up there he already was only in his boxers laying on the bed.

i miss that dick...

too bad another bitch was on it when it was supposed to be mines...

"why you staring like that?" he smirked grabbing the remote turning the tv on.

"don't flatter ya self." i said with an eye roll crawling into the bed next to him.

"i remember you used to crawl like that and hop right into his di—"

"well keep that memory cuz it ain't never happening again." i stopped him in the middle of his sentence.

a bitch meant that too.

" fuck you mean?" he scrunched his face up.

"you heard me dj." i mumbled looking up at the tv to see what he put on.

stupid ass nigga was watching Miraculous.

( i dead ass love that kitty ass show)

"why you bringing up the past? why can't we just move on from that shit." he looked at me.

i shook my head not even facing him.

his lying ass.. why would i stop bringing up the past?

"I don't wanna move on Armani.. you fucking hurt me, why?" i felt my voice crack making sure not to look at him unless i would cry.

"Rehana don't do that." he sighed grabbing my hand.

i moved my hand from him standing up.

"take me home."