Valencia Carter

"Oh my God!" Londyn screamed at the top of her lungs as I plunged my fingers inside her, sucking on her clit.

"Say you love it." I said, looking up at her biting her juicy bottom lip with her eyes shut tight.

"Mm, I-I...I love it." She squeezed my head between her thighs.

I pushed her thighs open as far as they could go and devoured her like she was my last meal. Her body shook violently as her juices flowed onto my tongue.

I licked her completely clean before getting off of the bed. She stared up at the ceiling with her eyes low and heavy breathing slowing down.

"Aye, you better call you an uber or something. You know the drill." I slapped her leg.

She sucked her teeth, "Why do you always do this, Puff? You know I'm the only girl you fucking with."

"Correction, you the only girl I go down on. I fuck other bitches."

"But I'm always the one you calling to come over." She said with an attitude.

I whipped my head around to look at her, "Did you just catch an attitude with me?"

"...No." She pouted. "I just want you with me and only me."

I rolled my eyes while putting my robe on, "You know why we can't be in a relationship."

"Okay, because I'm bisexual? What does that have to do with anything?"

"Because you bi bitches like to fuck around with these girls then leave for a nigga. I don't get played."

"But I haven't been fucking with any other nigga since we started messing around." She whined.

"I bet. My head game put niggas to shame." I said with a smug look on my face. "Now call an uber, I'm tired."

"Why can't I stay?"

"Bi--Londyn, you know I don't do sleep overs." I picked up her dress and tossed it to her.

"Whatever." She mumbled, shimmying into her dress and snatching her heels off the floor.

"Yeah you can definitely leave and take that stank ass attitude with you."

"Fuck you, Puff." She hissed before slamming my door.

I followed right behind her, hot on her heels. I yanked her back by her hair and slammed her up against the wall with my hands around her neck.

"What the fuck I tell you about testing me, Londyn?" I gritted my teeth, looking at the fear dancing in her eyes.

Londyn has a little more weight and height on me, but she knows I'll drop her ass in a quick second.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled.

I stepped back from her and pointed at the door, "Get out."

"Are you going to call me?"

"I'll think about it." I shrugged, knowing that I was most likely going to.

She nodded, leaving my apartment. Marcus clapped his hands while chuckling with Hazel sitting next to him on the couch.

"You stay doing her dirty." He held his stomach, laughing harder.

"No, she just needs to learn her place." I plopped down next to Hazel.

Marcus, Hazel, and I have known each other since third grade. We've always been glued at the hip. If you saw one, you saw the others. Marcus is like the big brother I never had.

"You always messing with her head." Hazel said. "One minute you have her thinking y'all together, then you telling her to bounce like a hoe."

"That's her who thinks we're together. I'm just enjoying her company." I shrugged.

"And her pussy. " Marcus said bluntly.

"That too."

"But you always got the bad bitches. Let me get some play." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"That's disgusting." Hazel scoffed.

"You mad cause you get zero dick. Hazel gets no play play. Sitting with a stank face. Somebody give her some dick cause she being a lil bitch." He busted out laughing obnoxiously.

"Weak ass bars." She mushed his face.

"Suck my-"

"Popsicle." I cut him off.

"Dick." He corrected me making my face scrunch up in disgust. That word just sounds so dirty. "Don't knock it till you try it. Dick ain't never hurt nobody."

"I'll pass."

Sebastian Lorizio

"Bash, can you give me some money for my hair?" Ava twirled her hair around her finger.

"You got hair money?" I peeked over my shoulder to glance at her.

"No, that's why I'm asking you." She rolled her eyes.

"I just gave you some money yesterday, babe. Damn." I groaned.

"That was for clothes though. I have to look good for you, baby." She leaned over and began kissing on my neck.

"What you gonna do for this new weave?" I poked one eye open.

"Anything you want when I get back." She smirked.

"Cool, cool. Knock yourself out." I yawned.

She squealed, kissing my cheek before scurrying out of the room. Ava don't work or cook, but she cleans from time to time.

I love her, we've been together since high school and she's still a down to earth person, makes me laugh sometimes. She just doesn't know the definition of work or making your own money.

I glanced over at the clock on my nightstand seeing 8:50 in red.

"I still got ten more minutes." I said to myself, throwing the blanket over my head.

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"I see you decided to come into work today." My father said when I entered his office.

"I have to study."

"Yeah, but don't say you're coming and then don't show up. I could have somebody else on the clock ahead of time." He complained. "You too wrapped up in that ugly little girl. Your mama tell me you failing a class so you ain't studying too much."

"It's one class."

"Keep fucking around and lose this scholarship, I'm going to beat your ass with a switch." He threatened.

"I'm grown." I waved him off.

"And I'll beat your grown ass. Now get to work, you're late." He shooed me out of his office.

"You're late." I mocked him under my breath as I left his office.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"Pops trippin' again?" Shaun, my older brother asked.

I sucked my teeth, "Yeah. I think he still mad cause I don't want to take over his business. Fuck I look like working on cars for the rest of my life?"

My father and I never saw eye to eye because I rather be a pharmacist and not a mechanic like him. He's always tried to control my life since I could remember.

"Sebastian!"

I turned around to see what my father wanted and he waved me over.

"What does he want now?" I mumbled as I made my way over to him.

"This young lady needs some help." He pointed at the girl standing off to the side with green hair.

She looked up from her phone and put it in her pocket before walking over to us with a frown on her face.

"Good luck." He patted my back, walking off to his office.

"Took y'all long enough." She rolled her eyes, walking towards her car.

"What's the problem?" I decided to ignore her disgusting attitude.

"Fluid is leaking, it smells bad, makes weird noises, and it overheats sometimes." She said.

"Well..." I lifted her hood up, "I sounds like you need a new engine."

She rolled her eyes again, "But this car isn't even that old. I only had it for three years."

"You been getting the oil changed regularly?"

"What's your definition of regular?"

"I'll take that as a no." I said.

"Whatever, how much is this going to cost me?" She asked.

I don't know who pissed in her cereal,  but she needs to tone down her attitude.

"To replace it, around 3,500 and-"

"Are you serious?"

"That's what I said. You going to pay or what because I'm tired of your attitude."

"Nigga, who are you talking to?" She raised her voice.

"The bitch standing in front of me."

"Sebastian, everything good over here?" My father interrupted our intense stare down.

"Peachy." I brushed past her, leaving them alone.

On the outside she's pretty, but her attitude makes her ugly. I hate broads like her. Mad at the world and taking it out on others.

She's lucky I didn't smack the fire out her ass.

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Valencia?

Sebastian?

Ava?

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