《Color Me Crázy [Completed]》|Color Me Crazy| Chapter Eight
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Do not dwell on the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on this present moment-
Zimmoni💸
The moment the words left my mouth I knew they shouldn't have. I was fucked and I knew it.
My mother always told me I was brave, she also told me I should shut my mouth sometimes, one day it's going to get me in trouble. I always told her she was wrong, it will never happen but, here I am regretting even opening my mouth.
Kaere's eyes turned a shade darker, his left hand gripped the steering wheel hard, his jaw hardened his right hand clenched in a fist to confirm the anger I know he hand.
Kaere gave me a hard look before he spoke up "I'on think I mentioned it buh, I'on tolerate disrespect and attitude. I told yo' hard-headed ass, naw I'mma have to sho' yo' stubborn ass" He told me firmly through clenched teeth
I bit my bottom lip as we drove to an unknown place. I sat there quietly. I heard a chuckle, looking over at the source of the sound.
"Too late naw ta be quiet" Kaere stated bluntly
I still stayed quiet. Twenty minutes later we pulled up at an abandoned looking house. Kaere turned the car off, took the keys out of the ignition, took off his seatbelt and went to climb out the car. He paused for a brief moment before looking at me with a 'Fuck you waiting for' face.
"Come on" Kaere said through his thick Floridian accent
I took my seatbelt off and climbed out slamming the door behind me. Kaere walked toward the house before he looked back at me smiling shaking his head. He waited for me at the door, ahead of me I saw him say something then the door open. I took my sweet ass time walking up the crooked steps.
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Kaere's lip kissed his teeth "Mane, hurry ya ass up"
Kaere grabbed my arm pulling me inside the house, moments later the door shuts. I take in the images in front of me. I looked at Kaere who watched my every move.
"Aye, Rico! Come'er" Kaere yelled
I cringed taking a step back, which is something i later realize I shouldn't have done. I was pulled into something that felt like a wall, turning around I see..... A WALL. How the fuck I get over here? I guess it would explain the girl in my face right now giving me a nasty look.
"Mmmm, I see you all over my man-" she laughed hysterically "-seems like you've peek his interest, there obviously has to be a reason, is your pxssy game A1?" She sized me before smiling "Shit, I doubt it I can tell your a virgin"
I sucked in my bottom lip out of irritation, I think the bleach blonde and black headed girl took it the wrong way, her eyes zoned in on my lips giving me a smirk.
"Why don't I just give it a taste test? See if your really worthy of my man" She suggested
On everything I love, if this hoe touches me its not gonna end well for her. I probably look like a mouse in a big ass house. If this Fee Fi Fo looking ass hoe touch me, I promise I'm raising hell.
The girl pinned me against the wall bye my arms. I struggled to get her off of me, she laughed amusingly.
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