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๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ:๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ ๐™ฟ.๐™ผ โŒ

"Where you comin from?" Santanta asked as I walked into the kitchen.

"Finishing up some work online , you not hungry?"

"I'm eating a pop tart" He raised it up in the air.

"More for me then" I shrugged taking out food to cook. I don't even know where I got my cooking skills from to be honest , my daddy can't cook for shit. And if he does it's some damn Alfredo.

"He belongs to me that boy is mineee" I hummed "Ouu dad play that. "

"No"

"Why not?"

"Nobody wanna hear two bitches arguing over a nigga"

"Mmcht"

"If the big man didn't want white woman to like black woman they wouldn't have made the NBA . I'm just saying." Faygo strolled in.

"Amen" Santana added

"You're so damn random."

"Where's my baby moms?" He asked referring to Jamie.

"She went over to her mama's house with the baby, she'll be stopping by in a minute. "

"What y'all finna go do?"

"Maybe go to the mall get some things, or get our nails done"

"Let me come"

"No"

"I wanna get my toes done. " He wiggled his toes through his socks making me shake my head .

"If you cook breakfast you can come. "

"I aint eating that shit" Tana mumbled leaving the kitchen

"Ion know how to cook" He walked in and washed his hands and I did the same .

"So cook wit me then"

"You know that dude Khalil got shot a week ago?"

"Foreal?" I asked and he nodded "Why didn't P tell me?" I asked more to myself.

"She doing what you did a couple months ago, except everybody know where she at but they giving her - her space . Nobody even got invited to the funeral either not even her , its today too. "

"How you know all this?"

"I just know" He shrugged it off as we started making the salmon croquettes.

"You lying to me Fransis?"

"Of course N'Ace"

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Fort Lauderdale , Florida

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I swiped off of my page and went to the camera on Instagram clicking the live button and waited till people joined .

@1kbando What y'all finna do?

"He's going to help me make dinner" I yanked Faygo into the camera making him cough on something he was eating . "Is that my Slim Jim?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?" I mocked making the dumbass face he was making "Don't get yo ass beat on this live bitch"

"You aint bout shit shut up" He waved me off and I nodded to myself .

I'll knock all this shit over .

"Wash yo hands so we can start cooking. "

"Always rushing a nigga. " He tried to mumble wiping his hands on his jeans.

"Fuck up"

@reddd.d ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ I miss y'all

"We miss you too bestie"

"Aint no we" He stared after reading the comment . "What we making?"

"I'm finna kick yo ass out"

"Ok imma chill"

"ANYWAYS, get that pot right there- nevermind get the cake mix out the pantry it don't matter which color." I told him , Santana asked me to bake him a cake .

"I'm finna bake a cake" He smiled taking out the cake mix "I need a bowl right?" I nodded.

"Just get everything you need for the ingredients ready , it's usually on the back of the box. I'm going to cook the actual food. " I told him taking out the chicken I was going to bake ,

@raeshawyana Aint Bando yo bestfriend? Who is that?

"He is my bestfriend but that has nothing to do with you"

@1kbando Period, mind yo business bum bitch.

"Don't even start no shit because y'all not about to be arguing on my live , and if you try to argue with him you gone have to argue with me and ion want that"

"PERIOD!" Faygo yelled.

"So now you season your chicken"

"Wanna be a youtuber so bad.."

"And it's so sad because it be yo friends , the main ones hating" I shook my head "Pitiful"

"Pft"

"Mm" The live paused and a call came across the screen making me squeal , grabbing a paper towel and ran out the kitchen . "Hello"

"Hey" He laughed "What you up to?"

"I was just on live cooking some dinner. "

"I miss yo food , they aint feeding a nigga right in here"

"Mm, that's what you called me for aint it?"

"Ma some nigga had to steal my honey bun up off me" He lied straight through his teeth , D wouldn't even let nobody get away with no shit like that .

"What really happened?"

"Iwasagaban"

"What nigga?"

"We was gambling-"

"Bye" I got ready to hang up.

"Don't hang up on me"

"I'm not taking orders from a nigga with a bedtime"

"Mmcht , put some money on my books. "

"I do every week D , ion have money to be blowing everyday especially not because of no stupid shit"

"Aint nun about my hunger stupid. "

"Bitch you hungry because you gave it away. So now you can starve. "

"A loss is a loss" I could tell he shrugged "Just take the money I left. "

"What money?"

"Lord , why did you have to give me a slow one?"

"That's hurtful i'm really about to hang up
now..."

"No i'm sorry , I love you. You know that? You wanna Chanel purse?"

"Yeth" I smiled and he started laughing making my smile drop and I hung up. "Fuck ass"

I didn't even get to go get my damn nails done .






















My phone started ringing again , I answered the unsaved number "Hello?"

There was just heavy breathing on the other line "N'Ace?"

"What Black?"

"Come outside."

"I don't want to see yo-"

"Bring yo ass outside these gates before I drive right through them"

I smacked my teeth before grabbing the keys to the cart and walking towards the kitchen "Where you finna go?"

"Outside for a minute, don't wait on me" I told him and he nodded.

"Who is that?" Black asked and I ignored him hanging up. Going outside and jogging down the steps walking to the cart and driving it to the gates waiting for them to open.

I drove out and seen his black charger in the distance. Parking infront of it , I got out and walked to his car getting in on the passengers side.

"What you want?" I asked nonchalantly . I don't smoke , but at times like this I sure as hell would pick up a damn cig .

"..." He stared ahead not saying anything "Get in the backseat"

"The fuc- no" I scrunched my face up and he eyed me "No , I don't know what you think this is-" He snatched me up by my shirt and leaned against my ear .

"Black you're hurting me" I grabbed his wrist.

"When I say something you do the shit you hear me?"

"Let me go"

"Do you fucking hear me N'Ace?"

"NO" I yelled mushing his face and getting out the car only for him to do the same.

I dropped the keys to the golf cart and tried to run but he beat me grabbing me up and throwing me in the backseat . "Just leave me alone!"

"Shut the fuck up!" He pulled down my jeans after shutting the car door.

"Why do you want to hurt me?" I cried choking on my own tears as he took himself out his jeans.

"I want you " He forced himself inside me and I gasped .




















"Nari!"

I woke up up clutching my throat and breathing fast "Aye you good? You fell asleep after getting off the phone and started sweating and shit"

"Wa-water" he nodded running downstairs. I rubbed the sweat off my forehead panting


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