Chapter 11: The cry.

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A/N - sorry there will be a lot of name/character changes but I'll let you guys know everytime , I just wanna feed to your imagination as much as possible and I know names play a big part , hope it's not too confusing
• leave questions and comments as you read , all is welcome thanks <3 Author K

A/N - sorry there will be a lot of name/character changes but I'll let you guys know everytime , I just wanna feed to your imagination as much as possible and I know names play a big part , hope it's not too confusing • leave questions and comment...

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Kings POV

I could already see who it was through the glass door I shook my head opening it anyways.

London struts in dragging her nails across my chest.

" heyyy daddy" her delusional ass says and I notice the bags in her hand
I lock the door jogging after her fast walkin ass

" London what you doin here man" I stop her grabbing her arm

" what you mean silly I'm making us dinner tonight" she says looking at me confused

" London I'm not finna play with yo crazy ass today I ain't ask you to make shit & you know you can't cook"

" I-.....I'm your soon to be wife king I'm supposed to make dinner" she laughs brushing me off and continues walking into the kitchen

Hopefully the broad went into her room already so I didnt have to deal with Londons crazy dramatic ass.

" who the hell are you , who the hell is this king ?!?" Londons dramatic ass says dropping her grocery bags like she's in a movie scene

She looks back and forth between me & ole girl with her eyes squinted and her finger pointed at lucky

Lucky chuckles as she sips her orange juice , if I knew any better I'd think she found this funny in some way

" wait bitch I know you !!! LUCKY ?? Hoe ain't my momma just fire you what you doin in my man house"

Luckys amused look immediately left her face as she glared at London

" one . bitch talk to me like you got some damn sense , two i ain't get fired I left that weak ass salon & three who's your man cause he sure as hell don't look like he want you here" she says chuckling at her last comment

" your a hoe , you know Kings my boyfriend you trifling bitch ! " London  screams

" Girl how old are you I'd hate to have to put my hands on somebody ugly ass child" lucky says drinking her last bit of juice putting her cup down

" okay okay calm y'all asses down , females man" I whisper the last part to myself

I can hear my front door open & Cleo and quan announce their arrival

" WYA BITCH" I hear Cleo say

" he probably in the gym I'm finna go in that motherfucker pantry I'm hungry as shit" I hear quan say as his loud steps enter my kitchen

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