《ᴍᴏᴛɪᴇsʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴋɪɴɢ (#1 ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟʟs ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ)✓》13: Tiesha And The Prank
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Ky'Mon had spent the whole day at Tiesha's house the day before and slept over.
He was starting to make her place his second home. Last night after he had his bath, he had wanted to go to sleep commando but almost broke his bones when Tiesha pushed him off the bed. Eventually, he had to put on something as he picked out Tiesha's nightwear then they went to sleep.
Ky'Mon was still asleep when Tiesha woke up in the morning so she decided to play a prank on him. He had one arm across his eyes and the other on his stomach.
Then Tiesha screamed.
He jumped up immediately and brought out a gun from under the pillow aiming around.
Tiesha frowned slightly. How did that get there?
After seeing there was no threat, he looked at her with a frown.
"Why you gotta wake a nigga up like that mama? You tryna make me have a cardiac arrest?"
"Who are you?" Tiesha asked, playing dumb.
"You hit your head or sumfin?" He said and tried to move close to her.
Tiesha shrieked and jumped out of bed. "Don't touch me." She mumbled.
"Imma touch you." He said coming over to her side of the bed. She ran away from him and he stopped then stared at her.
"The fuck you tryna do this morn?" He asked with his hands in the air.
"Who are you and what you doing in my house?" Tiesha asked again.
"Nah, who you acting like you don't know me?" He said.
Then Ky'mon furrowed his eyebrows together.
"Babe, you possessed? Imma get you to a church now and we gon exorcise you, we gon get exorcist to perform exorcism and exorcise you then imma bath in Bruh Jesus blood and sanctify you with holy water."
"Wait, exorcism can kill you. Okay, imma learn to live with your demons. We gon be best friends."
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Then he waved a hand in Tiesha's face. "Wassup Ala, I'm Belial one of the seven princes."
Tiesha almost laughed at his crazy talk wanting to say he was the one that sounded possessed but she managed to keep a straight face.
"If you don't tell me who you are, Imma call the police."
"Police? You ain't do nun or you finna lose your shit." He said waving the gun around.
She snatched a pillow and pointed it at him. "Drop the gun." She threatened.
"The fuck you gon do with a pillow huh? smack me like I smack your booty?"
Tiesha almost rolled her eyes at that. "I got a gun loaded with bullets and you got a pillow loaded with feathers. Who gon die first?"
Tiesha started trembling just for extra effect and he sighed.
"Fine, imma drop the gun." He placed the gun in the drawer and raised his hands in surrender.
She threw the pillow at him and dashed for the door but before she could open it, he caught her and carried her by her waist.
"Thief! Kidnapper!" She screamed.
"Shut the fuck up, Tiesha."
"Somebody help!"
He placed her on the ground and pinned her hands to the wall then he stood between her legs so she couldn't kick him in his privates.
"You are scaring me." She said and began to hyperventilate.
"Unt unt, you are scaring me." He said and stepped back.
"What's wrong, Tiesha?" He sounded worried and hurt and she felt bad.
"My name is Annabelle."
"Brah, you don't look none like Annabelle. You a Tiesha."
"OK wait!" He yelled.
"How you know this your house but you don't remember your fucking name?"
Oh shit.
"Please, who are you?" She said changing the topic.
"You my wife."
Really? Is that what he's going to tell people if I lose my memory? Tiesha almost rolled her eyes.
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"OK, imma start again. Your name is MoTiesha Bells. You my wife and I'm Ky'Mon Bells."
She pretended to look around. "No wedding photos." She commented.
"Didn't do no wedding."
"Why?"
"Cos I got your ass preggo and your church didn't accept nun."
"I have a child?"
"We."
"Where she at?" She asked.
"How you gon assume It's a girl?"
"Sorry." She pretended to flinch at his raised voice.
"With my friend." He sighed.
"What's her name?"
"Janela."
"Hmmm," she nodded. He moved closer to her and she backed up. "I ain't gon hurt you Lil mama, trust me."
He placed one tender hand on her waist and kissed her forehead.
Tiesha's heart melted and she wanted to tell him the truth. "I wanna see my child." She said suddenly.
Ky'mon stiffened and looked at her. "Now?"
She nodded. "How about we go to the hospital first then we gon see Carmela."
"Who's Carmela?"
"Our baby."
"You said Janela."
"I did?" He asked her and she looked at him in confusion.
"Oh, i did. That's cos her name is Janela-Carmela. You gotta pronounce it together." He said slowly.
Tiesha just stared at him but she was trying to hold back her laughter.
"You know what mama? Imma go brush my teeth first then let you go and bathe and then, we gon go see our baby with two white names."
Tiesha was about to burst from holding back laughter so she nodded her head and he left. She let out a silent laugh as he brushed his teeth.
He almost caught her laughing when he came out so she turned it into a sob. "Lil mama..."
"I'm fine." She ran to the bathroom.
She turned the shower on and let out a silent laugh. She was bathing when she heard voices so she slowly turned the shower down.
"Yeah, she's not okay. I don't fucking know nigga. I'm bringing her to the mansion, tell the whole fucking gang to call her Mrs. Bells and get me a baby who don't know how to speak yet."
"Shut the fuck up nigga, I ain't baba Yaga!" He whispered yelled.
"Just do it." He said then ended the call.
Tiesha felt really bad so after bathing, she wrapped a towel around her body and put on her most apologetic look. "Lil mama, you okay?" He asked when she came out.
"It's a prank "
"What you say?"
"It's a prank." She whispered.
He stared at her for two long minutes before he picked up his phone and called someone. "Don't bother, there ain't no Bells Queen and there ain't no fucking baby. Call the whole shit off." He hung up. He looked upset.
"Ky'Mon."
"The fuck huh? how you gon play me like that? I was worried forreal."
"Ky'Mon I'm sorry, just wanted to see your reaction."
"This what I'm talm about playing with my feelings, was going damn crazy cos you said you don't remember me."
"I'm your wife huh and really? Janela-Carmella?"
"Was trying to help you."
She rolled her eyes but he still looked upset. "Ky'Mon," she moved closer.
"Don't touch me", he said, moving away from her touch.
She sighed and hugged him from behind. "I'm sorry."
He turned around and looked at her. "I was worried forreal."
She loosened the top of her towel so more than half of her cleavage was on show. "Sorry."
"Don't do that." He groaned.
Tiesha smiled and rubbed her boobs against him. He grunted then picked her up and placed her on the dressing table.
"I'm still mad," he said as he thumbed her nipple then he walked away. Tiesha was left on the dressing table with her mouth and legs wide open.
Did he just–?
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