《Color Me Crázy [Completed]》|Color Me Crazy| Chapter Four
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Zimmoni's Pov💸
There was a knock on the door, getting up I opened the door before I could get to open it all the way it was pushed open, not long after I was pulled into a hug.
"Beitch! I thought cho ass left me, I love yoh, yoh can't die" Keyandra cried
I poked my lip out "Well lucky you, I'm not dead"
Keyandra pulled away "Damn Z, you say that shit like yoh would be happy if yoh was dead"
Shawn nodded "Fo'real, R ugly ass said yoh past out on a nxgga"
I chuckled "Damn Shawn, you make it sound like we was fucking"
Shawn shook his head laughing "Shiit, cho neva know" I rolled my eyes at him, he smiled "I'm jus' playin' wit' cho Moni"
Keyandra sat on the couch "Girl, remember that nxgga that came into the vape spot?"
I nodded "Yeah, you talking 'bout Kaere?"
She nodded "I still can't believe you stood up ta him like dat, do you even know who Kaere is?"
Before I could respond Dre spoke up "Waht cho did was pretty reckless"
I shrugged "Okay and?" I plopped down on the couch next to Keyandra "It's not that serious"
Rebecka nodded "It is dat serious. I found out some shit 'bout dat boy Kaere last night"
I rolled my eyes "I know one thing about him is that, he fine ass hell"
Keyandra laughed shaking her head "I always knew dere was a reason yoh mah Bestfriend"
I laughed "What? He is"
Rebecka stared at me "Z, just be careful"
"Aight, tell me what y'all know 'bout Kaere" I told them
Rebecka shifted in her spot on the couch she took not long ago "Uh, Kaere who's name is actually Lonelle, which by the way don' call him dat, is a drug dealer. The most sufficient one. Sorry fa' da big words it's jus' needed right naw"
Dre scrunched his face up "Yoh fo'got he green as fuck, will kill anythin' is his way. Dis nxgga not tha one ta play wit' Z, he has no chill. He done fuck bitches, killed nxgga's & bitches, allat and some otha shit"
"He has a son too-"
Shawn cut Keyandra off "Nah, dhey don't have any proof dat he got a son, it's just word 'round tha street. Ion't believe it"
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Dre nodded "Even if it was true, fa' a fact a nigga got ta be crazy ta fuck wit' Kaere, especially his son, jus' dat alone is askin' his ass ta kill yoh"
"Yeah man, yoh right" Shawn agreed
I stood up, walking to my room to get dressed.
"Where you going?" Shawn asked
I glanced back at him "My room boy, damn"
Shawn chuckled "Sorry Moni, it's jus' Ion't need ya' ass ta pass out again, I'm worried 'bout ya black ass"
I narrowed my eyes at him smiling "How you kno' my ass is black? It could be white"
Shawn laughed along with Dre, Keyandra & Rebecka. I glared at them.
"Man, fuck y'all, especially you Shawn with yo' big ass head and little dxck having ass" I said walking to my room
I heard Shawn say "Yoh said I got a little dxck? Yoh always talking shit Moni!"
I heard footsteps running towards me, so I ran into my room. Before I could close the door Shawn stuck his foot in it and pushed it open. He slammed me on the bed then straddled my waist, he pinned my arms on the bed as I kicked my legs around trying to get away.
Shawn laughed, I kneed him in his balls making his grip on me loosen, I pushed him off of me causing him to fall on the ground cupping the sore area. I kicked him in the side.
"Nah Shawn, you be talking shit" I corrected "Now get the fuck out"
After a couple of minutes Shawn got up waddling to the door "You just wrong Moni" he shook his head walking down the hall
I chuckled as I closed the door. Ten minutes later I walked out of the room in a pair of red pajama shorts along with some grey fuzzy socks and grey Calvin Klein sports bra. I went back into the living room, we chilled there and ate. An hour or three later they left, I was there all alone thinking about what that boy in the elevator said.
Walking into my room I closed the door and got in bed after pulling my hair in a bun. Closing my eyes I let my vision fade into darkness.
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Waking up I yawned stretching, after a couple of minutes I got a craving for some ice cream, getting up I walked into the kitchen looking in the freezer for some ice cream, there was nun. Walking back to my room I slapped on a pair of sweatpants along with a light light blue button up, not the best outfit but, fuck it. Slipping on my gamma 11s as I slapped a black headband on, buttoning up the shirt half way leaving some of the Calvin Klein bra showing but no skin below it.
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Grabbing my keys I made my way to the lobby, three minutes later I was at my car driving to the store. Pulling up to the store I got out, being sure to lock my car doors. Rushing in the store I went to the ice cream aisle grabbed two or three pints and walked to the cash register. The lady rang my stuff up.
"$5.78 Ma'am" The Lady informed
I took my time getting the money out of my purse, reaching out to hand her the money, a voice cut me off.
"Come on, fuck is taking yoh so long?" A familiar rude ass guys voice interfered
I rolled my eyes before turning towards him as I handed the lady the money "Watch who tha fuck you talking to, chill da fuck ou-" I cut my voice short looking at who it was
Kaere stare at me before narrowing his eyes at me "Mistake numba two"
The Casher had a look of fear on her face. I gave him a stank face "Mistake numba two? Boy bye, fuck out my face you was mistake numba one" I mumbled the last part
By the time I was done the casher handed me my change, I took my bags and walked out the store thinking about my ice cream. I was thinking about Kaere's ass two. The one thing I can't stand is someone who is a hypocritical, excuse my grammar, ass nxgga. I really can't stand a rude ass person as well. Even though I didn't show it I lowkey was still scared for what Kaere is gonna do. Like his name makes no sense, he doesn't care at all.
Walking into the parking lot I walked to where I parked my car, just as I neared my car I felt a hand grab my arm taking me in a different direction. I ended up in an alleyway, pressed up against the wall.
From the shirt I knew it Kaere. I felt scared and nervous. I was scared of Kaere and I knew it. The things he has done, who he is. I was definitely scared of Kaere, being alone in an alleyway was most likely more scarier. I don't have any idea what he is about to do, I was scared and Kaere knew.
"What do you want?" My voice sounded strange to me
Kaere stare at me pushing my back harder against the brick wall "Waht's tha firs' one?" He asked
I gave him a look of confusion "What?"
"If tha second mistake waz my Mom havin' me den, waht's tha first mistake"
As he spoke I got a glance of his grills and pearly white teeth. I bit my lip not answering him he stare at me, his eyes zoning in on my lip.
"Aye Ma, yoh kno' if yoh bite cho lip it could cause blisters. So stop" Kaere commanded
I let my lip go looking to the side frightened. After a few minutes He slammed my back into the brick wall causing me to wince in pain.
"Answer tha question" He told me firmly
I wanted to say 'When yo' Mama didn't swallow you like yo' Daddy told her too' but everything in my mind was screaming don't. I gulped "I-I don't know"
Kaere chuckled "That Babygirl, is mistake numba three" His grills showing
My eyes widened at his words, how in the blue fuck is that mistake number three? I didn't even do anything, Zimmoni you got two strikes in one day, by Kaere. I understand how I got the first two strikes but not the third one, I think he just fucking with me. The look on his face proved me wrong.
Kaere leaned close to me, almost pressing his body up against mine, if I wasn't in this situation right now I'm pretty sure I'd be turned on but, being he's an asshole, not only that but I'm scared of him, I'm not. He placed his lips near my ear.
"Expect ta see me a lot mo', 'cuz like I said I gave yoh tha third strike, let cho slip up one mo' again, das' yo life Ma" He whispered in my ear
I inwardly roled my eyes, like how can somebody so fine be so ugly? That's just a big turn off. I nodded slowly, he placed a light kiss on my neck before walking away and leaving. I sighed looking up at the sky.
"Why God? Why?" I asked stifling back a tear
I headed back to my car with confusion, not understanding anything. Sitting in the car, I turned some music on before pulling off.
Why is it always me who has to go through bad things?
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