《444. (Completed)》13.
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"You did what I asked, nigga?"
"Yeah. I got it but what you tryna accomplish?"
"Does it matter?" I scoffed.
"Yeah, nigga."
"Why?"
"Because you got a girl out here waiting for you when you leave that bitch. And I know you baby bro, you don't even like drama. So I know you ain't tryna start some shit between Monty and this Kim bitch."
"Montana lied to me so she gon' feel me. Fuck all that other shit."
She was going to feel exactly how I felt right now but worse once I got out of here.
"You still on this stripper shit?"
"Nah. Something way deeper than that." I shook my head, not even wanting to repeat it.
"Aight man. If you think it's worth it then do you but I'm telling you this is going to end badly."
"Yeah aight." I hung up, looking down at the text he'd sent me with Kimberly's number.
Now Kimberly was a girl from high school that I fucked a couple times. I just never took her serious.
I can't lie though, from what I can remember, her sex was good as hell, maybe even better than Montana's. So I was on a mission to get it again then let the hood tell Montana all about it. Word gets around fast and I couldn't wait for her to hear about it.
Chuckling to myself, I texted the girl and then slid my phone into my pants.
Told her not to play with me.
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"Messiah." I called from up the street, making him stop in his tracks while talking to one of his friends.
"What's up, Montana?"
"Nothing. I just need to talk to you." I walked up to him as he finished whatever it was he was doing with his friend before they quickly broke apart.
"What's up?" He asked, leaning on the wall.
"There's rumors going around about Joey and I'm not liking it." I explained and he furrowed his eyebrows.
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"Come here." He nodded his head toward the house.
Walking behind him, we made our way to his block and then into the house.
"Hey, Montana." Ms. Carol spoke, watching tv in the front room.
"Hey." I waved as Messiah and I walked into the kitchen.
"What did you hear?" He asked skeptical.
"Well this girl that we all used to go to school with is saying that Josiah asked for her number." I told him and he chuckled, shaking her head.
"What's her name?"
"Kimberly."
He stood there for a while contemplating something and I couldn't help but to think it was true for a second.
"Nah. I don't know nothing about that." He shrugged, nonchalantly.
"She said that he asked you to get it for him." I expressed, looking at him.
"Nah. She lying." He said, making me feel relieved.
"Don't let these bitches get to you. It's gon' be a bunch of bitches saying shit while he's gone. That don't mean it's true." He shrugged and I nodded.
"That's true." I agreed, feeling at ease.
"Plus have you ever had a problem out of my brother when it comes to other girls?"
"No." I admitted and he nodded.
"Exactly. Fuck all that talking shit. You already know who he fuckin' with." He said, walking out of the kitchen, leaving me standing there.
I couldn't help but to pick my brain and think something was up but I mean, he was right. I never had a problem out of Joey when it came to other girls so I didn't have anything to worry about.
Plus Joey couldn't talk to anyone except his immediate family or have a phone on him while he was in there. There was no way he could contact any of these girls.
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I've missed you😩😋
Yeah, ma. I missed you too. I'm just gone for a little bit but I'll come and see you soon. Got something for you.
Can't wait. I need it bad💦
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Chuckling to myself, I slipped my phone into my pants as I watched the cleaning lady come into my room.
"Hello, Josiah. How are you today?" She asked, collecting the garbage from my trash can and putting it into a bigger trash bin.
"I'm cool." I shrugged and she nodded.
"Good."
As she collected my trash, I looked her up and down. She had a lot of ass and I hadn't even noticed. I didn't notice a lot of shit being up under Montana's ass for so long but now I was seeing shit clearly.
"Have a good day, okay?"
"You have an even better day, ma." I licked my lips and she looked back at me.
She raised an eyebrow and I stood up from my bed with my shirt off. I knew she wanted me, she couldn't even take her eyes off me.
While she looked up at me, I slowly closed the door.
"Let me make yo' day better."
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"I miss him." I cried to Dr. Ross on the phone.
"I know it's hard to deal with but I promise by the time he's out of there, he'll be better and back home to you. Then you guys can work on the loving relationship I'm sure you are ready to pursue."
"Thank you so much, Dr. Ross." I couldn't help but to say.
"And another thing, when can I tell him that it was all a lie?" I needed to tell him soon because I didn't want him hurting any longer than he already has.
"Well, I've finally gotten him to crack. He's less prideful and more understanding. So now, the only thing I have to do is get him to forgive you. Once he does that, then I know he's ready. Then I'll bring you in and you can talk to him and we'll explain how we put this together."
"Okay. That sounds good." I nodded, just ready to get all of this over with.
"Alright. I'll call you guys again soon."
"Okay."
Hanging up, I gave Ms. Carol her phone back. I was over here again today because I was missing Joey and I just needed to feel him in some way so I was spending a lot of time in his room, going through his stuff.
"He'll be home soon. Don't worry." Ms. Carol smiled making me do the same.
"And I just know there better not be any more of that bed friend mess when he does come home." She expressed and I nodded.
"Yes, that's over with."
I couldn't hold back anymore. I was making Joey mine and that was it. Being away from him made me realize that I really couldn't live with out him. He's the love of my life and soon to be boyfriend. Then maybe even more in the future.
I love him so much.
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"I wasn't expecting it to be that big." Sharell, the cleaning lady, said to me as I zipped my pants.
"Whatchu tryna say?" I smirked as she wiped the sides of her mouth.
"That I need to feel your third leg the next time." She turned around, giving me a good view of her ass.
"Aight. Next time I'm gon' put it in you." I lied, licking my lips and she blushed.
"Alright, play boy." She playfully rolled her eyes before leaving my room.
I chuckled to myself as I watched her scurry down the hallway. I knew letting her suck me off was wrong but I just wanted Monty to hurt like I was and I wanted to get her off of my mind.
That shit was obviously a fail though so I figured I'd do some more crazy shit since I didn't have the access to do shit else. I needed her to hurt like I was.
Closing the door, I got back into my bed and pulled my phone out to send a quick video of the cleaning lady doing her thing for me.
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