"Man sit yo ass down!" Xander yelled at me.

"Nigga I'm hungry don't be hogging up all the goddamn food!" I yelled at him.

I know what're you're thinking. What the hell are you're doing at his house?? Well, I'm staying here until I get the courage to go back home.

Also, I didn't want to be home alone, Jasmine going to be staying with Rico. She says the apartment is haunted, you know that bitch is crazy.

"Man take yo ass upstairs." He said while typing something on his phone.

"Man I can't wait to leave out of this bitch," I said while stomping upstairs.

I outta fuck this nigga shoes up.

I head inside the room he gave me, or should I say the room I took. I hop on the bed and decide I wanted to be nosy.

I grab my laptop and get on Instagram and stroll through my timeline. My eyes widen in shock with what I'm looking at now.

"Oh hell Nah, lemme call jasmine real quick," I say to myself.

I grab my phone off the charger and go to emergency calls and tap Jasmine.

She picks up on the 2nd ring.

ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ

"ʜᴇʟʟᴜʀʀ." ᴊᴀsᴍɪɴᴇ sᴀʏs sᴡᴇᴇᴛʟʏ.

"ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ɢᴜᴇss ᴡʜᴀᴛ?" ɪ sᴀʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ.

"ᴡʜᴀᴛ?" sʜᴇ sᴀʏs.

"ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ɪ sᴀɪᴅ ɢᴜᴇss!!" ɪ ʏᴇʟʟᴇᴅ.

"ᴜᴍ xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ ᴀɪɴᴛ ᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏ ᴘᴜssʏ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ, sᴏ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟɪᴠᴇ." sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ ɴᴏɴᴄʜᴀʟᴀɴᴛʟʏ.

"ғɪʀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ɪғ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴀᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛs ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋ ɪᴍ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴏᴜᴛ."ɪ sᴀɪᴅ ʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ.

"ᴜᴍ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴅ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ, ɪ ɢᴜᴇssᴇᴅ sᴏ ɴᴏs ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛs ᴛᴇᴀ?" sʜᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"ᴡᴇʟʟ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ɪᴍ ᴏɴ ɪɴsᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴍ ɴᴏsʏ ᴀs ғᴜᴄᴋ, sᴛʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜᴇss ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋ ɪ sᴇᴇ?" ɪ sᴀɪᴅ ᴛɪʟᴛɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.

"ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ɢᴜᴇssɪɴɢ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏ ᴀss ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ." sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ.

ɪ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇsᴛғʀɪᴇɴᴅ.

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏʟᴀɴᴅᴀ ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴇ ғᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʀɪᴄᴏ, ᴡᴇʟʟ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ғᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ."ɪ sᴀɪᴅ.

"ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴇɴ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ!"sʜᴇ ʏᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ.

"ɢᴜʀʟ ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʟɪᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ?" ɪ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ.

"ᴏᴋᴀʏ ʙᴏᴏ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs ғᴏʀ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ, ɪᴍ ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɴɪɢɢᴀ, ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ."

"ᴏᴋᴀʏ ʙᴏᴏ, ʙʏᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ." ɪ sᴀɪᴅ.

"ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴏᴏᴋʏ." sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ.

Eɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ

I hope she doesn't do anything crazy, but knowing my best friend she is crazy as fuck. I want to know did Xander bitch ass know about it. He got a lot of explaining to do.

I look at Rico as he sleeps peacefully. God, why do you have to be so good looking, too bad I'm going to have to teach you a lesson.

I go to his closet and pull out one of his belts and lay it down on the bed. I also grab his phone and go towards the open window and throw it out.

Now you want be able to call one of ya lil homeboys.

I grab the belt off the bed and go towards Rico with it. I slowly wither it under his neck and put it through the loop.

I grab my phone off the drawers and dial Zahara's number in. She picks up immediately.

"Give you a taste of your own medicine," I mumbled singing the lyrics to Queen Naija-Medicine.

I yank the belt as hard as I could and he jumped up like it was hot water on him.

"YOY SNAKE ASS NIGGA, YOU THOUGHT I WASNT GONE FIND OUT YOU FUCKING OTHER PEOPLE!!" I yelled.

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"MAN WHAT THE FUCK YOU TALKING BOUT!!" He yelled while holding his neck.

"DONT ACT CONFUSED NOW NIGGA!!" I yelled while throwing the belt in his face.

"MAN YOU CRAZY AS FUCK, DONT PUT YO FUCKING HANDS ON ME!!" He yelled.

"YOU DONT TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK TO DO, THAT'S WHY IMMA LET ANOTHER NIGGA GET ALL UP IN THIS PUSSY. SINCE YOU WANNA FUCKING PLAY." I yelled.

He got me fucked up. I stomp my way downstairs and head to the kitchen.

I yank open the cabinets looking for my Chardonnay. Finally finding it, I pour me a glass and ignore the crashing upstairs.

I hear him come downstairs and coming towards my way.

"Man, what you do with my phone?" He asked calmly.

"I through it outside the window," I said casually.

Suddenly I got yanked up by the arm, dropping my Chardonnay. I'm gonna have to buy another bottle.

"Man I tired of yo ass, what the fuck is your problem?" He asked.

"YOU'RE MY FUCKING PROBLEM, HOW COULD YOU CHEAT ON ME?!!" I yelled.

"Man what the fuck you talking bout m, ain't nobody cheated on you." He said.

"Then why the fuck on Instagram that Yolanda hoe posted you?" I asked.

"Man ain't nothing happened between me and that broad." He said.

"Then why the fuck, it's a picture of y'all together?" I asked again and I think I caught his ass in a lie.

"Mann, me and you wasn't even together, me and her were about to fuck and we didn't." He said.

"You ain't shit," I said simply.

"We weren't even together fuck you talking bout." He said getting all in my face.

"Nigga I don't give a fuck, you don't fuck nobody but me," I said while pointing to myself.

"Don't be acting like you ain't fuck other niggas before me." He said nonchalantly. I slap him as soon as those words left his mouth.

He tryna play like I'm a hoe.

"I DIDNT FUCK ANYBODY BEFORE YOU, YOU WAS MY FIRST YOU GRIMEY ASS BITCH," I said while knocking my Chardonnay bottle on the floor.

I walked away from him and upstairs to pack my shit. He's got another thing coming if he thinks I'm going to stay here and take his bullshit.

I grab my clothes out of his closet and toss it on the bed. I hear him come to the door.

"The fuck you doing?" He asked.

I turned around. "Not you," I said while rolling my eyes.

I go to grab my shoes but he beat me to it and grabbed my arm instead.

"Ayee chill." He said.

"Get yo hands off me and go fuck Yolanda," I said while tooting my lips up.

"Mann bring yo ass here." He ordered.

"Nigga you don't own me," I said trying to yank my arm away from him.

He snatched me up and kissed me roughly. I moaned into the kiss, I put my hands up to his chest and try to push him away.

"Take yo clothes off. NOW!" He ordered me.

I took a step back and put my hands on my hips. "Nigga you can suck my-"

I was cut off by him tossing me on the bed. He grabbed my leg and pulled me to the end of the bed while spreading my legs.

Mind you I'm wearing lingerie with a white bathrobe. I do not know what made me put this on, I have different moods and I just like wearing crazy ass shit.

"Get your fucking hands off me," I said while trying to kick him.

"Watch your fucking feet!!" He yelled while cupping my mound.

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"You just as trifling as your friend," I said while rolling my eyes.

"I don't owe you an explanation." He said looking at me weirdly.

"I don't owe you an explanation," I said trying to sound like him.

"Zay, I have a question for you?" He said while smirking. I know that smirk anywhere.

"What?" I said while looking at him suspiciously.

"You ever fuck a nigga before?" He asked me while raising his eyebrows.

I am appalled that he has the audacity.

"Um, what made you asked that question?" I asked him.

"Just answer the question." He said or more like order.

"Um excuse, that's for me to know and you to never find out," I said while turning my head and crossing my arms.

"I know you ain't mad because I asked a question." He said.

"Well I wanna know is why did you ask me that," I said looking at him.

"Your friend Sariah." He said simply.

"And what did my friend Sariah say?" I asked shockingly.

"She said something about don't hurt my friend she's fragile and she doesn't really talk men like that." He said it like it wasn't nothing.

I was just thinking in my mind. What the fuck?!

I breathe in and breathe out.

"Disregard what she said and I'm just going to ignore the question you asked me," I said while getting up.

"You know you can't ignore my question." He said.

"Well, I will, Goodnight," I said while heading upstairs.

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