《N E W B O D Y (gxg)》➪ 𝚘𝚗𝚎.
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Xaloni Denae Carter
|| Loni || Nae || Lolo ||
|| 17 || lesbian ||
"Lee come on I'm ready to get the fuck outta here," I yelled standing in front of the stairs with all my bags.
I can't believe my ma kicked me out because I like pussy. Motherfuckas be tripping like hell.
"I'm coming Lolo" He walked down the stairs with the rest of his bags. "Okay okay, I'm ready."
"Xaloni you had time to get your shit." My so-called 'mother' yelled. "Now get your gay ass OUT." she throws a broom at me.
"Ah, nah bitch. What's up hoe." I yelled up the stairs. "I'm finna rock yo shit, bitch."
I felt myself getting pulled back by Lee. 'Why nigga ... let me get a least one hit.'
"Unt unt ... Get yo crazy ass in the car. " Lee pushed me towards the door. My stuff was already in the car so he only grabbed his suitcases
"AT LEAST I DIDN'T SELL MY PUSSY FOR DRUGS ... YOU FUCK NASTY ASS BITCH. I'LL STOMP YOUR FUCKING HEAD IN HOE." I laughed walking out the door hear her crying. 'fuck that bitch' I thought.
"Yo ass need help Lolo ... up here laughing and shit." He said driving out of the driveway. "Go to sleep I'll tell you when we make it to Aunt Nova's crib"
I hummed in response already falling alseep.
**
"Wake up lil nigga" I felt Lee thump my head. "We here, help me get yo shit."
"Dumbass"
"Huh?"
"Nothing, love you Lee." I put on a fake smile.
Before I was able to knock on the door. Nova opened it mugging me and Lee.
"Why the fuck yall niggas this loud." she cracked a smile not being able to hold a serious face much longer. "Awn I missed yall so much" She hugged the both of us tightly.
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Nova lets go and looked straight at me. "I'm sorry Nae, she should've never treated my niece like that. I'm glad my brother dropped that hoe." We all began to laugh.
"It's cool, but next time I see ha I'm getting my rounds," I said continuing to laugh.
"Go ahead and finish getting yall stuff imma be back, going to the grocery store." She got in her car.
**
"I'm about to go take a nap Lee." I said walking up the stairs as he nodded. "And thank you for coming with me you really didn't have to. You're tha bestest."
"Its good lolo, I'll always have your back" He said getting up. " Aye, I'll see you later imma go link with some old friends"
"Okay" I yelled running up the stairs to my new room. A real boss bitch was tired and ready to gts.
𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚎 && 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝❤️.
'𝚋𝚢𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜🤸🏾♀️.
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