《HUSTLER》Chapter 19
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Kandi P.o.v:
I looked up at Jarrod and smiled. I know what I've said but I also still love him.
There is no "us" though, he said he will do right by me, no hoes, no cheating. I told him to prove it.
He blocked and deleted all the hoes in his contacts. I was surprised because Jarrod is actually a man whore.
"Good Mornin Beautiful, I made you some French toast sticks, eggs, and bacon"
He had sat the plate on my lap and I felt the warmness coming from the bottom of it.
"Thank you Jarrod"
"You welcome baby" he leaned over the bed to give me a kiss, then he tried to stick his tongue in my mouth.
I mushed his forehead, "oh no, you still have to prove yourself, and no more pussy for you"
"I know, I know... Didnt thought I would have to jack off anymore, but I guess I do....lotion it is"
I laughed and ate a cinnamon toast stick,"yes, lotion it is"
He went to the other side of the bed and sat next to me. I looked over at him, "sooo, you not hungry"
"Nahh, I already ate"
I nodded my head then continued to eat.
"Can you go get me a glass of water, make sure you put ice in it"
"I gotchu bae" he got up and went downstairs to get it.
I grabbed my phone and had sent Myra a text to see what she was doing.
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"Khaos give me back my fuckin snicker bar"
"Nahh, you hit me so fuck you and this snicker bar"
I sighed then rolled my eyes at him. "Quit bein so childish and give it back"
"You said eat it and dont give it back?"
My phone notified me that I had got a message. I ignored Armon to see who had texted me.
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Lollipop🍭: Good Morninnn Myraaa, watchu doinn
Me: Gurllll nothin, finna beat Armon ass tf up, he got my snicker bar
Lollipop🍭: Ooooh fuck no, we dont play bout our chocolate
Me: Exactly, bout to swing on his ass
"Who you textin" I looked over at Armon and rolled my eyes.
"How bout you mind yo fuckin business"
"How bout answer my fuckin question for I fuck you up"
"Fuck me up bitchhh.... Pleaseeee" I laughed thinking about that vine.
Lollipop🍭: Buttt gurlll, lemme tell you... Jarrod cooked talkin bout he going to do better, then he deleted and blocked them hoes in his phone"
Me: OMFGGGG YASSS!!!!! Yall goin to be goals, I can already see it. Y'all and the baby matchin YASSS
Lollipop🍭: Gurlll😂😂... We will see
"Yasss Jarrod on some getting my woman back type of shit"
"What he do" Armon sat beside me. All up in my personal space and shit.
"You all up in my personal space, like back tf up"
"I'll be all up in yo pussy keep talkin shit"
"What ever, but look" I gave him my phone so he can read the messages from Kandi and I.
"Oh shit, nigga tryna hol it down"
"Forreal though, wait till I find me a little boo"
Armon yawned then got up and throwed my phone on the couch. "Good luck with that" he smirked then walked towards the door.
"Yeaa okayy"
"Just know, uan fuckin with nobody else but me". Before I could say anything, he had left out the house.
That nigga really think he can control who ever I talk to. He really got me fucked up.
He can fuck hoes and do all that other shit, but I can't talk to nobody?. Yeaa okayy he definitely got me bent.
I do as I please. We not even in a relationship so fuck him and fuck what he say.
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I texted Kandi back.
Me: Want to go out to eat??
After I had sent her a text, I texted Armon.
Me: You got me fucked up... I can date whoever I want, we not a fuckin couple Khaos... Worry bout fuckin your hoes
I layed down on the couch and turned on the tv. It was on the cooking channel.
I decided to watch "Martha Bakes".
While I was watching that I had got a message from Kandi and Armon.
Lollipop🍭: Yass, what time tho??
Me: Around 3??
Then I had looked at Armon message.
Armon📍: Yea ight
I decided not to respond back to his message.
While I was waiting on a text from Kandi, I had logged into my Instagram to be nosey.
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Khaos P.o.v:
Myra really dont know who she fuckin with. She act like she dont understand shit.
She the only female I let get away with shit. I actually care bout her feelings.
It gone be her fault if niggas she talk to end up dead. She really takes me for a joke.
"So buck how you feelin homie" I looked at him as he was chained up. His body was used as a punching bag.
One warning was enough and he tried me on some pussy shit. I dont take disrespect.
He started to cough up blood, "I'm sorry boss, I promise I won't do it again"
Then he started to cry.
"Listen mane I'm tired and still sleepy, so I'll do you a favor"
He smiled up at me then started to cough again. "Thank you, I won't ever do it again"
I smirked and rubbed my goatee, "I know you won't"
I went into the other room and unlocked the cage, letting my three big ass built pitbulls out.
I grabbed there chains and led them into the room where buck was. He looked at them in fear.
Then he started to cry. Killer started to bark at Buck, so I patted his head and told him to hush.
"Killer, Death, Mercy" I called there names and they sat with there chest out.
"ATTACK", they ran towards Buck and attacked him. There teeth biting into his skin and tearing his flesh apart.
He was screaming and crying, I smiled and walked out of there. I was about to get ready for my meeting.
I walked into my office and sat down, then my phone started ringing so I had answered it.
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