Meet the Author and Characters
Wassuh? How you doin'? You not gone say nun? Imma just assume you said 'Bihhh I'm great'. ANYWAYSSSSSS, I'm the author, as you can tell from the title of this chapter, and I wanted to let you all know... YES, THIS IS A GROWN ASS BOOK. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT, TAKE YA ASS TO BED. There will be a lot of slang in this but don't worry I got y'all. Uhhhhh... what else? Umm... The first story that I will be completing so don't judge me if I take too long. I'm 18 tryna figure out where i fit in the world and tryna get a decent job....sleep doesn't exist anymore lol. Each chapter will have a minimum of 1,000 words so of course there is a lot of drama. Annnnnnnndddd that's it. Enjoy my book, nasty muhhfuckahz. Love y'all, make sure you comment and ask questions about my story if there is any confusion. Ooooh and share it with friends, too.
CHARACTERS, THEIR AGES, AND 1 PIECE OF INFO
These are the characters that you gone see throughout these first few chapters. Make sure if you want to see what they look like or how I would visualize them, look each person up if you want to. Each name that is written in BOLD FONT in this list is just how i would picture each characters body type.
Ravie Loso as Nylah, 17 yr/o - Main character and Noah's 'twin' sister
Rotimi Akinosho as Noah, 17 yr/o - Nylah's twin brother
Regina King as Bianca, 34 yr/o - Nylah's "mother"
Beau Casper Smart as Nico, 28 yr/o - No information will be given just yet
Jacione Fugate as Domonic, 17 yr/o - Another main character
Anabella Carrasco as Laniyah, 16 yr/o - Nylah's bestie, Lyllian’s younger sister
Giselle Lynette as Lyllian, 17 yr/o - Nylah’s bestie, Laniyah’s older sister
Lucas Coly as Izayah, 16 yr/o - Dominic's younger brother
Aaleeyah Petty as Ty'tiana, 18 yr/o - No information will be given just yet
****side note- JACIONE FUGATE IF YOU EVER SEE THIS MARRY ME. That is all. Had to just put that out there and let it be known i called dibs.
Period
Nylah's POV
Spiteful Bitch-"Get yo ass up!!!"
I opened my eyes slowly and remembered that I have to start school again. I groaned as I sat up on my bed.
Me-"Ight, dammit! I'm getting up! Stop allat damn yellin'."
S.B.-"Just hurry up and get yo fat ass out this house. I got shit I need to do and you don't need to ruin my plans."
I just rolled my eyes and ignored the woman who accidentally helped conceive me. I swear I fuckin' hate her druggie ass. I don't know what the hell my dad saw in this bitch. Maybe she doesn't have a loose pussy. I got up and picked out an outfit from my dresser. I pulled out some plaid pink leggings and a pink shirt. Hmmm...Should I really do a pink day...Nah. Hopefully, Izayah's there, I thought as I turned on the hot water. I went back to my room and got my favorite nude grey shirt that fit me tight, faded grey jeans, my red velvet Jordan 11s, and a cute thong from Pink. I took my time in the shower and slowly got dressed because I had a good bit of time before I had to leave. As I'm getting dressed, I look in my full-length mirror. Hopefully, nobody bothers me today. I finished getting dressed in just enough time to grab something quick to eat. I ran into the hall and slid down the spiral banister. I went into the kitchen and grabbed an orange only to hear this bitch mouth again.
S.B.-"Hurry the fuck up and leave! You takin' too damn long. And don't be goin' on my banister like that no more. Fat ass might break it. Save that shit for when you go to the strip club, you hoe."
Me-"Shut the fuck! Don't nobody care about your dick appointment, damn."
With that, I walked out of the house with my book bag, iPhone X in hand, and applying lip gloss as I walked to my car. I have a beautiful car. I saved up all my money just for it to finally be mine. I hopped in my cocaine white Bentley as soon as I noticed my birth-givers boyfriend, Nico, pull up. What the hell he lookin' at? As if on cue, he walked up to my car and tapped on the window. I only rolled it down an inch which is more than I should have.
Nico-"Hello, gorgeous. Where's yo mama?"
I notice that he was lookin' hard at my titties. Damn, I should've worn a different bra.
Me-" I don't know but I do know some druggie in the house waitin' on yo old perverted ass."
All he did was laugh at me, which made me want to put my hands on him.
Nico-"Baby, don't act like you don't love me. I can please both you and yo mama. All you gotta do is ask."
I just rolled my eyes and rolled the window up. He was still leaning on the car, so I decided to pull off anyways. I arrived at my usual parking spot at the little convenience store a block away from school. I walked the rest of the way to school and went into the school building.
Me-" I can't believe this my last year here... It's about damn time."
I walked through the halls with my beats around my neck and tried to avoid all the stares and ignore all the comments.
?- " Who does this fat bitch think she is? she got stomach for days."
?- " Girl I don't know what she thought she was doin'. Who let her out the house like that?"
I rolled my eyes and moved on to my locker. I unlocked it and put my books inside and only grabbed my phone since I have study hall for the first 3 blocks. I was about to put the last book in there only for my locker to be pushed shut by the head bitch herself.
Me- "What do you want, Ty'tiana?"
Ty'tiana- "Why were you walking with my man, you slut?"
Me- "Which one?"
Ty'tiana- "Don't play dumb, you fat hoe. Why were you walking with Noah?"
Me- "Because he's my twin brother."
T- "Ain't no way he's related to you cause he's so fine and you're so fucking ugly. Stop dreaming odd fantasies about my nigga...," she paused as she stepped closer to me," Or else."
I stepped closer to her with the largest smirk on my face.
Me- "Why would I have fantasies about my brother? And if he wasn't blood-related, he would be in my bed every night because apparently yo hoe ass can’t even suck dick right and yo walls wider than the Grand Canyon. Such a shame your body can't match allat talk about how good you are in bed. On a whole other note, why would I have fantasies about someone who still answers to Pookie?"
T- "He would never answer to that. Stop making things-"
Me- "Pookie, come here."
I watched her eyes get big as my brother, Noah, walked over to us.
Noah- "Wassup, big sis?"
Me- "Nun... one of yo luh hoe ass girly friends thinks we got something goin' on."
Noah turned around and looked at Tytiana in disgust. Then he bust out laughing.
Noah- "First of all- that's my older twin sister. Second, THAT'S MY SISTER. I don't do no incest shit. And finally, if she wasn't my sister she would be my wife by now cause she smart, loyal, she can cook, and she's thick as fuck. Stop telling people we together. We fucked once. Even though you loose as fuck, I would've done it again if yo ass ain't give me chlamydia. If you ever disrespect her again, it's over for yo luh hoe ass. Now get the fuck outta my face."
I stared at Noah like he went too far, but when I saw the look on her face, it was worth every last breath. She had her mouth hanging open and she was red in the face like she couldn't believe someone stood up for me.
T- "Why are you defending this pig? She has done nothing but brought misery to our relationship. What the fuck is so special about her?"
Noah- "Pause. There is no relationship between ME and YOU, bitch. She's my sister. She got me like I got her."
As soon as he said that, I slowly put my bag down because I knew what was coming next. Ty'tiana was getting madder by the second and her face was all red with anger and hate. She took that usual step forward, ready to swing, but before Noah could react, I pushed him out the way so she wouldn't hit him. I hissed with pain as I felt the cold metal go across my face. I looked down at her hand and saw she pulled out a switchblade. This bitch really tried to cut my brother?! All I saw was red and I couldn't hold in my anger anymore. I grabbed her by her loose ass weave and dragged her on the ground, making her drop the knife. I saw her desperately reaching for it as I punched her repeatedly, blow after blow, even after I felt something pierce my side. I felt two hands grab my dreads and yank my hair but that didn't stop me. I just grabbed the other girl and was swinging in both directions of them until I felt my brother grab me and pull me away.
Noah- "Sis, stop. It's over. You don't have to do anything else just chill."
Me- "But she tried to- "
Noah- "I don't wanna hear it. Go to the bathroom fix yourself up."
I looked down at my hands and saw blood and blonde tracks. What did I do? I ran out of the school and into the parking lot where my car was. My hands were shaking and my breathing was too fast. I'm having a panic attack! No, not now! I couldn't control my breathing and everything was starting to get dark. Just when I thought I was about to pass out, Noah came and unlocked my car door grabbing me.
Noah- "No, sis. You gotta breathe. Breathe for me, babygirl."
I looked at him, still shaking. I tried to control my breathing but it only got worse when I caught a glimpse of my hands again.
Noah- "No. No. NO! Nylah, please, focus on me, please..."
That was the last thing I heard before passing out.
Noah's POV
Oh no, man I can't lose my sister. I felt her body going limp and I started screaming for help.
Me- "SOMEBODY CALL 911! PLEASE! HURRY!"
I noticed people just pulled out their phones and started recording. What the fuck is wrong with these people?! I grabbed one person's phone and called 911.
Operator- "911 operator what is your emergency?"
Me- "My sister needs an ambulance. PLEASE! HURRY!"
Operator- "Sir, please, calm down. There is an EMT right around the corner from you we're sending them over."
I was sitting there shaking, thinking this was all my fault. I should have never let her get like this. I should've stopped her. As I try to wake her up the EMT pulled up.
EMT Dude 1- "What's the situation, young man?"
Me- "My sister got into a fight defending me and then she just passed out. She was shaking like crazy then she passed out. I tried waking her up but nothing worked. She's still breathing but she just won't wake up."
EMT D1- "It's okay, son. You did well."
As the lifted her and put her on the stretcher, I watched as she started shaking again.
Me- "Umm, I don't know what's happening but she's shaking again."
EMT D1- "We're losing her!"
As he said that, the guy driving sped up. Lord, please don't let me lose my sister.
Oh My Fuckin God
Nylah's POV
I woke up to a blinding light and the sound of a game on. I look around and notice I'm in a hospital bed with baby blue walls. I look at the tv to see the Cowboys vs Seahawks playing and Allen Hurns had the ball in his hand. A smile crept up on my face while I watched him run but as quickly as that smile got there, it was replaced with an angry frown. As Allen was running the ball, this other dude came and tackled him, but what hurt me more was his ankle being dislocated.
Me- "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! NOT MY BABY!!! ALL YA HOES GOIN' STRAIGHT TUH HELL FOR HURTIN' MY FAKE BABY DADDY!!!!"
Noah- "I knew this would wake you up."
I heard a low chuckle and I immediately looked to my left. I saw my brother Noah sitting there, all sad and shit, with a small smile on his face.
Me- "Oh shit. Hey Noa- Woah. You look like shit. Are you oka-"
Before I could finish, Noah gave me a bone-crushing hug.
Me- "Aye, nigga you cuttin' off my blood circulation. Room...slowly...getting...dark..."
He immediately let me go and I couldn't help but laugh at him. He started blushing from his ears and looked down.
Noah- "My bad big sis. Just glad to see you awake."
Me- "You can't get rid of me that easily, light-bright."
Noah's POV
Nylah- "You can't get rid of me that easily, light-bright."
She flashed her priceless smile at me and all I could think about is how much longer do I have to keep this secret from her. It's killing me to tell her the truth and she might hate me forever, and I can't deny the fact that I hate seeing her unhappy, but one way or another she's gonna find out and I want her to hear it from me. I just have to wait until the moment is right, and I know she is one hundred percent safe, to tell her the truth. I looked at her and smile back.
Me- "Now that you're up, Imma call the doctor to see when you can come home. And I'm not gone be able to drive you cause I got a video shoot today."
Nylah- "Ight. While you do that, Imma put on my gym clothes cause I can't walk outta here in bloody clothes. Good luck, luh ugly. We all know I got the good looks."
She made a luh nasty face and a stank pose, which caused me to laugh as I walked out to find the doctor. Hopefully, the day I can tell her the truth comes sooner than later.
2 Hours Later
Nylah's POV
I walk down the steps of my 5 bedroom home an see the spiteful bitch herself dozed off on the couch. Looks like she's been blowing again. I don't even care anymore. If she wants to kill herself let that shit happen. I'm fuckin' done. I walk in the kitchen and start pullin' out stuff to make for dinner when all of a sudden, I hear a faint little bump come from upstairs. Grabbing my Glock 26 Gen 4 9mm gun from under the sink like always and slowly crept to my room. I got halfway up the stairs before I started walking backwards with my gun aimed at the floor as a safety precaution. I walked to my doorway and saw clothes being thrown everywhere as I raised my gun higher. As I turned all the way into my room, I lowered my gun because I wasn't shocked by who the culprit was.
Me- "Mannn...Get the fuck outta my room."
S.B.- "Oh hey, baby girl. I was just looking for something really quick-"
Me- "Cut the bullshit. You was lookin' fa money. Not happening. You not finna use my money fa yuh luh drug and alcohol habits. So gone head and get the hell outta my room."
She started stomping toward me like she was finna swing.
S.B.- "I am your mother! You will talk to me with some-"
I pushed the gun up against her forehead once she was directly in my face.
Me- "With what, bitch? And don't you dare say respect because you do not deserve it."
S.B.- "Oh, please. You don't even know how to use a-"
I cocked it back and I shot one bullet in the air. Then I put the burning bore back up against her temple while she hissed at the pain.
Me- "Like I said, you don't deserve it."
S.B.- "You trifling hoe. YOU BURNED ME! The fuck is wrong with you?! I should've fucking put ya big ass up for adoption."
Me- "Oh, really?! Then where would you be gettin' that nice luh check you waste on drugs from then?! Huh? Ian think so."
S.B.- "Get the hell out! I don't need you! All you do is drag me down!"
Ahhh, there's my wonderful mother's way of telling me how much she loves me, only in a way more twisted, psychotic, drugged-up kinda way.
Me- "What kind of mother says that to her daughter?! You're fuckin' hilarious."
S.B.- "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
Me- "Mannnnn what did I even- wait- BITCH THIS MY HOUSE! WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT?! YOU PAY ZERO BILLS IN THIS FUCKIN' HOUSE. I PAY THEM ALL. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOME, BIANCA."
I raised the gun again to shoot her dumbass and she knew I wasn't playin' as she looked at me with tears in her eyes.
S.B.- "B-but baby girl, where's mama gonna go? Y-y-you can't possibly kick out mommy now, would you?"
Me- "Try me, bitch."
Her fake ass sadness turned into anger as she stormed towards the stairs. She then turned around and tried to swing on me like she wanted a death wish and I pistol whipped her. Oops....I wasn't tryna hit her that hard. I knocked her unconscious on accident but it doesn't matter she still gotta get her ass out. I dragged her heavy ass down the stairs and out the door to the curb and on my way back to the house I grabbed all the spare keys from the front and the back of the house and brought em inside. I made sure I locked all the windows before I came back out and turned on the water hose and walked back to the porch. 3, 2, 1....I started spraying her with cold ass water until she finally woke up. Then I turned my ass around and walked into my house.
S.B.- "Your trifling bitch! LET ME BACK IN MY HOUSE! NEEEOOOOWWWWW!!!!"
I went upstairs to my room and opened my sliding doors that led to my balcony.
Me- "SHUT YO DUMBASS UP! NIGGAS TRYNA SLEEP."
S.B.- "Let me back in the house, you little-"
I didn't let her finish as I poured more cold water on her.
Me- "Oops...My hand slipped."
She screamed and hollered for damn near a whole hour but it finally stopped and I saw why. She was all hugged up wit Nico nasty ass as they walked away from my house. It's about damn time... I went into my walk-in closet and moved my makeup dresser to the side so I could open my safe. I looked inside and pulled out my money. Time to start counting. I started counting how much money I had and lawd when I tell you a smile broke out on my muthafuckin face....A BITCH WAS CHEESIN MORE THAN A FUCKIN EXTRA CHEESE PIZZA WIT 3 CHEESE STUFFED CRUST FROM LUH CAESARS. I finally have enough to buy my dream home that me and Dad always dreamed about. It's time, Daddy...we can finally be at peace in our home.
The Next Day
Nylah's POV
As I followed the real estate lady's instructions to the house, I noticed that each house I passed got bigger and bigger than the last one. Some had big ass fountains in the front and others had spiral stairs down the front of the house. I kept going down the long road until I saw the house come into view. From a distance, the house looks about the same size as a normal 2 story home. But when you finally get sight of the house up close, it's absolutely breathtaking. I knew a lot about this house because it was passed through my family. First, my great great grandpa and my great grandpa built it together and it was passed down to my grandpa, my dad, and then me. Noah would have had the house next since he was a boy but he already has his own place in the sandhills. Come to think of it, I don't even know why he goes to Lanchester High with me. I guess to make sure I don't get arrested, but either way, I'm glad he's still here. I pulled up to the front gate and I punched in the code. As I rolled into the giant cut I noticed booths lining the entire perimeter of the circle. What in the actual fuck type of celebrity shit is this? I kept driving until I pulled up to the garage. Now, I know my great great grandpa had money like dat but damn! Who the fuck needs all these cars?! Mustangs, Bentley's, Chargers, Challengers? Fa real bruh?!
?- "Ms. Carter, could I be of service?"
I turned around so fast and saw this fine ass, old, white man in a cute little suit.
Me- "Um, no, sir. Thank you so much but, umm, who are you and how do you know who I am?"
?- "My name is Paxton Jeeves. I've been working with your family for years. I even held you when you were a baby."
I looked at Jeeves and smiled as he held out his hand for me to go up the few stairs.
Jeeves- " I would like to introduce you to your new home, Ms. Carter. Everyone has been awaiting your arrival."
I looked around in amazement as I laid eyes on how beautiful the foyer was. Giant diamond chandelier, large glass windows, gorgeous twin staircases, the whole shabang.
Me- " Wow."
Jeeves- " I take it you like it so far?"
I looked at him and saw a playful smirk on his lips.
Me- " Stunning."
I couldn't believe this damn house was all mine. It's like an absolute dream come true to me. So much space for me to have all my clothes and actually feel secure with proper security. There's only one thing left to do. THROW A HOUSE PARTY! But not until the weekend cause a bitch ain't that slow. It's time for little Miss Nylah to come out of her shell once and for all. It's senior year....what better timing?
Noah's POV
Briiiiiiinnngggggggg!!!!!!!!!
I woke up to my alarm ringing off the hook.
Me- "Fuckin' hate waking up so damn early."
I looked at the time and almost pissed myself. 10:39 a.m.
Me- "Oh shit!"
I jumped up and threw on some sweats and sneakers. I grabbed my car keys phone and wallet and I was out the door. Can't believe I'm late for school again, bruh. I got in my car and sped off to school. Looks like I'm gonna have to kiss some old cougar ass today so I don't get marked tardy.
25 minutes later
Mrs. Houffman- "Mr. Carter. My office. NOW!"
Speak of the devil and she shall appear, right? The principal of the school is one of the many females who irritate my soul. I walked into her office already knowing what was about to happen. I waited until she closed the door to sit down.
Me- "Yes, Miss Houffman?"
I looked her up and down. She wasn't that bad looking. She was a thick woman with curves in the right place. She had honey brown skin, with some juicy full pink lips. Now if she wasn't so old, I would've been wit her.
Mrs. Houffman- "It's Mrs. Houffman. This is your fifth time being tardy for classes and school just started last week. Care to explain what's going on?"
I looked her in her eyes and put my bag on the floor. Then I stood up- not breakin' eye contact cause she like dat shit fa some reason- and walked closer to her, still not breaking eye contact.
Me- "Miss. Houffman, I promise you I don't mean any harm by what I am doing. Is there any way I can get you to believe me?"
I was only an inch away from her and she had to look up into my eyes as I towered over her. I put both hands on either side of her desk, closing her in. This should be fun.
Mrs. H- "W-what did you have in mind, Mr. Carter?"
I looked into her hazel eyes as I leaned closer. I watched as she closed her eyes, still blushing. I leaned down to her neck and started sucking on her soft skin. I looked at her as her eyes rolled back and she started grabbing me. I pulled her closer and played with the hem of her skirt. As she shivered under me, I lifted up her skirt revealing her perfect thick thighs. Damn...I licked my lips and kissed her with so much force.
Mrs. H- "Mmmm-"
Me- "Shhhh... I don't think you want anybody to catch us."
I moved from her and I locked the door. Then I turned around and pulled off my shirt.
Me- "Come over here, baby. We don't want someone to come and be nosy, now do we?"
Looks like today is gonna be one of them days.
Yes Sir.
Nylah's P.O.V.
After I finished packing everything of mine in my car at the old house, I waited until my bitch of a mother and her stank ass boyfriend got in. Just as I was about to just say fuck it and leave, they both came stumbling through the door. And as soon as they walked through the door, the smell of piss, weed, and depression came rolling in after.
S.B - "Well, well, well...look who's here, baby? If it isn't the fat bitch who tried to kick her mother out of her own house."
Me - "Mannn look. I'm only here to let y'all know that y'all got 2 months left in this house."
Nico - "What do ya mean '2 months left'? Ain't dis her house? Don't SHE pay bills? Doesn't she-"
Me - "No, Nico. I pay the bills. I put food in MY house. I clean after this stank ass woman and yo funky ass. This house here- yes this one y'all currently are trespassing on- is in MY name. So again, y'all have 2 months."
With that, I walked out that stank ass house before they could argue any more. As I walked to my car, I heard the sound of footsteps following me.
Nico- "You can't take this house from us! Where we gonna go?!"
Me- "Not my business and it sure as hell ain't my problem. Y'all got 2 months to figure out where y'all are gonna go or y'all will be arrested for trespassing."
S.B- "So you really gone take this house from ya mama? After everything I did for-"
Me- "You ain't NEVER do a goddamn thing for me. I fend for myself every night while you strung out on the couch. I work 2 jobs and I go to school. I put food in this damn house and if Daddy ain't tell me to look after you until I get my new place, BITCH YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN LONG GONE. I can't do this no more. Especially when the only time you acted like my mama was when Daddy was around. Now this my last time saying it...Y'all got 2 months to figure out what y'all gone do."
I walked the last few feet to my car and hopped in. I took one last look at the house that was full of memories, with the bad outweighing the good. Good-bye, house.
Noah's POV
It's lunchtime at school and it a normal day...but somethin' ain't right. I realized i haven't gotten a text from my sister and I haven't seen her all day. Yeahhhhh....sumn ain right...I shoot her a quick text to see what she's up to.
me: big sis what yuu up to? wya I ain seen yuu all day
No less than 20 seconds later she responds back.
luh fathead: nun heading to the school now
me: how come yuu get to come to school late?!
luh fathead: i don't have morning classes lik i literally only have 3 classes and thats dance, chorus, and P.E./Weightlifting
me: thts some bullshit how yuu do that?
luh fathead: remember how I told yuu I was busy during the summer?
me: i thought yuu was workin out again?
luh fathead: i was but i also did online classes so all i need are 3 more elective credits to graduate
me: lucky but aye text me when yuu get here
luh fathead: im here already lol i juss walked thru the office wya?
me: cafe
luh fathead: omw
Sure enough, I see her walking through the double doors of the cafeteria wearing an outfit I sure as hell did not approve of and shortly after the whispers started.
Who the fuck she think she is?
Fat ass bitch got some nerve wearin that...
I noticed she stopped smiling and I don't like seeing that. Mannnnn...fuck it. Time to make big sis smile.
Me- "Uhhhh....no ma'am. I did not say you can wear that, bitch. Tryna copy my style, hoe?" Pulling out the best gay boy voice I could.
Nylah- "Bitch, please. you know you wanna be like me, okurrrt."
Me and her bust out laughing. Not gone lie, my sis looks great and I'm glad she feels comfortable wearing what she wants now. But Lord so help me, if I see ONE nigga lookin' at my sister, ALL HELL BREAKIN' LOOSE.
Nylah's POV
I heard the whispering as soon as I walked in. Luckily, my brother was there to make me smile. I already know he finna say somethin' about my outfit tho. I was wearing a black crop top with a key hole cut that showed hella cleavage, some green cut up skinny jeans, and timbs. I had my dreads in a bun but since I have a lot of hair it looked like a big ol' ball. I had my baby hairs laid, no make-up except lip gloss, and some aviator glasses I got from FashionNova. It was cute but I know he don't like it.
Noah- "Soooooooooo.....who told you to wear that? You showin' skin. Don't make me kill these lil niggas."
Me- "Awwww, Pookie. You know I had to get cute on 'em one time. I mean come on- I am too fine to be hiding in sweats all the time."
Noah- "Yeah, ight. So what you doin' after school today?"
Me- "Unpacking. Speaking of that- Imma send you an address and I need your help unloading my stuff."
Noah- "You finally moved out, huh? Wait, why I gotta help? Don’t you got friends fa allat?”
Me- “They coming, too.”
Noah- "Lyllian coming?"
I laughed 'cause I knew my brother had a huge crush on my best friend. I mean, who wouldn't? She is fine as fuck.
Me- “Yea, Pookie. Wifey is coming, too.”
Noah- “Why can’t you just put me on with her?”
Me- “Nigga, she knows you like her. She’s just waiting for you to grow some balls and make a move.”
Noah- “I do have the balls to ask her to be my girl. I just thought she ain’t like me or she had a nigga already.”
Me- “Well she doesn’t have a boyfriend yet, but, you better hurry. I heard there’s supposed to be some students from the alternative school coming here.”
Noah- “Ain’t nobody takin’ MY wifey. I’ll kill over her. What y’all girls be sayin’? Periodt, sis!”
Me- “Bitch, I’m dead as fuck.”
?- “You talkin’ bout me again, Pookie?”
Noah- “Hell yeah, baby. Tryna figure out when you gone let me know you ready for me to wife you 'cause ain’t no turning back.”
I turn around and see my two bestfriends since diapers walkin’ up to us. Lyllian is a full figured, gorgeous ass goddess. Thick in all the right places, short, quiet until comfortable, the full package. Laiylah was the total opposite. She was a tall luh thing, slim body with a little bit of curves, loud as hell, but still shy somehow. These two right here...they somethin’ else when we together.
Me- “Hey, Thing One and Thing Two.”
Lyllian- “Bitch, then what that makes you?”
Me- “A pimp wit a limp.”
Laiylah “I know you fuckin’ lyin’.”
Lyllian- “Anyways, why you talkin’ bout me, Noah?”
Noah- “‘Cause you wifey.”
Lyllian- “I don’t see no ring.”
Noah- “Go out wit me this weekend so I can give it to you. And why the fuck you so far away? C’mere*.”
*Come here
**this story is supposed to take place somewhere in Atlanta so of course they got that southern ass accent.
I watched as Noah finally had the balls to make a move and he pulled Lyllian onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her. It’s about damn time. I looked at Lyllian and her naturally light complexion was now red as fuck.
Me- “Awwwww. Don’t move. Imma take a picture of you two.”
I got in front of them and told them to pose. Noah put his face in her neck but was still looking at the camera and Lyllian flashed her million dollar smile, still blushing and holding onto Noah’s arms.
Me- “Y’all so muhhfuckin’ cute. My luh babies growing up.”
Laiylah “Facts. I’m just waitin’ on Noah to put me on wit Izayah ol’ big head ass.”
Me- “Girl, everytime you around the boy you act like you can’t stand him.”
Laiylah “You right. I can’t stand his ass. But he still cute as fuck and he all mine. Betta let these hoes know, I’ll cut a bitch.”
Things were going great conversations were smooth. Then I started to smell cheap ass Macy's perfume. Awwww shit. Here come the thot.
Thot'tiana- "Who the fuck is this big bitch on my nigga?!"
I will NEVER get used to that scratchy ass voice of hers. Why she tryna sound like a doped up chipmunk? I turned around and I couldn't help but laugh at what I saw. This bitch got the same stiff ass weave in her head from when we fought, wearing a fuckin' "United States Postal Service" outfit from Forever21, cheap ass Walmart makeup, fake Chanel glasses, that same stong ass Macy's perfume, some feather slides, and bamboo earrings. Lord, save this child's wardrobe collection. Pronto.
Me- "Watch ya mouth, express mail. They a couple now so no more dicky for you."
Thot'tiana- "Please. Noah would never leave me for that fat ass piece of garbage."
Me- "What the fuck did I just say? Do you really want a repeat of what happened 3 days ago?"
She looked mad as fuck that I brought up her getting her ass whooped, even after her friends jumped in to save her ass.
Thot’tiana- “Bitch, you got lucky. Bet you won’t try that shit again.”
Me- “Oh but see you are wrong there, mister. I surely WILL do it again. Try me.”
Lyllian- “Yeah, only this time, ain’t gone be no jumpin’. ‘Cause if I see one of you bird ass bitches jump in, Imma molly wop yo ass.”
Laiylah- “That’s on life. Try somethin’ hoe.”
Thot’tiana- “All I know is you need to get off my nigga. Now.”
Lyllian- “I ain’t on one of your niggas. I am clearly sitting on my boyfriend’s lap.”
Thot’tiana- “You’re just gonna let this bitch talk to me like that?!”
Noah- “Stop calling my girl a bitch, that’s first and foremost. Second, I rather her sit in my lap so I can make sure she don’t come whoop yo ass like my sister did. And finally, she can say whatever the fuck she want to whoever the fuck she want ‘cause she got it like that. I ain’t gone stop her either. So on that note, why you and yo chicken heads still here?”
Me- “And I oop.”
Noah- “Anyways, as I was saying before this bird ass bitch came over. You wanna see the tattoo I got for you wifey?”
Thot’tiana- “Of cou-”
Noah- “Not you, bitch. You ain’t even side hoe material.”
Lyllian- “Yes, boo. Lemme see what you done did now.”
I looked at Noah ‘cause I knew about the tattoo he got for her last year. So he finally got the balls to show it to her. He pulled off his long sleeve shirt to reveal nothing underneath. He made her stand up so he could show it better. He turned around and on the back of his right shoulder was angel wings with her initials and lillies, her favorite flower.
Lyllian- “Oh my goddddd, I thought you was joking, Pookie. I love it. Did you draw it? Oh my god, my Pookie got my initials tatted. Oou shit, Imma cry.”
Thot’tiana- “I thought that tattoo was of someone from your family? That’s what you told me.”
Noah- “She is family. She is my future wife, future mother of all my kids, my best friend, and my everything. Wait- WHY THE FUCK YOU STILL HERE?!”
She jumped at how loud he got with her but her stubborn ass still didn’t leave. I was getting bored with the whole situation so I started to play a game on my phone. Not even 5 minutes later, I felt something cold running down my body.
Thot’tiana- “Thought you needed to cool down because you keep focusing so hard on pics of my nigga.”
I stood up ready to pounce on dat ass and her little groupies stood in front of her. I pushed through them both ready to swing until I felt two strong ass arms wrap around my waist and lift me up.
?- “Don’t do it, ma. You too cute for allat.”
Me- "Yes, sir. Just don't be sneaking up on me like that, bruh. Fuck around and get cut."
?- "I got you, ma. Just don't go fighting nobody."
And with that, he put me down but he still had his arms around my waist. I could even tell he was tall as fuck cause he was leaning over in order to hold me still. Who in the name of sweet baby Jesus is this?! Is his voice made of cocaine?! What the fuck? AND WHY HE SO STRONG?! Ooou he smell good. Btch, what the fuck am I thinkin'....WHO IS THIS NIGGA?!
?- “Look here, Tuesday. Imma need you to leave my luh shawty alone. I don’t want her to have to whoop yo ass.”
Thot’tiana- “Who the fuck is Tuesday? My name is Ty’tia-”
Laiylah- “THOT’TIANA!”
Lyllian- “BLUEFACE, BABY. YEAH IGHT.”
I looked over at them and saw Noah holding Lyllian and Izayah holding Laiylah by her waist. So who’s holding me?
Remember Me
Nylah's POV
I slowly turn around, still confused as fuck, as see one God’s most heavenly gifts- a fine ass dreadhead. I mean, uhhhh, some random ass nigga was holding me. I quickly turn my head back in front of me, remembering the situation I'm in.
Me- "Why you still here? Don't you got dick to suck?"
Thot'tiana- "You need to watch your mouth, little girl. Just 'cause you got lucky one, you think you top dog. UNH UNH that's not how it works. You gone have to kill me."
Me- "My pleasure. I'll handle you as soon as King Kong over here let me go."
?- "King Kong?"
Me- "I don't know your name and you were surprisingly able to hold me back for over 2 minutes. Impressive."
?- "My name's Domonic or Domo, not no damn King Kong."
I felt his chest vibrating behind me, indicating he was laughing. I took that opportunity to break away from him and charge at the head bitch and her hooligans again. Only this time, instead of him lightly grabbing me, THIS NIGGA FLUNG ME OVER HIS SHOULDER. I know this strong jaw ass mothafucka did not just pick me up.
Me- "Put me down, nigga."
Domonic- "Say sorry."
Me- "I be damned if I apologize to that bitch-"
Domonic- "Ew. Not to her. I meant, say sorry to me."
Me- "For what?! You the one who grabbed me up and slung me over your shoulder like I'm a sack of potatoes."
Domonic- "I was gettin' comfortable holding you until you broke away from me. My feelings is hurt so you need to apologize."
Me- “Oh, boo-hoo. You want a cookie with that glass of I don't give a fuck?"
Domonic- “You betta watch ya mouth little girl.”
Me- “And if I don’t?”
Next thing I know, I felt a sharp sting across my ass. I know this nigga did not just spank me…
Me- “Did you just-”
Domonic- “I sure as hell did. Now hush so I can deal with the thot club.”
Me- “Can you at least put me down?”
Domonic- “Nah, I like the view.”
Me- “Please?”
Domonic- “Nope.”
Domonic’s POV
Wass’am*. I’m Domonic, people call me Domo, ya bitch call me daddy, you know- real nigga shit. I’m top dog of these streets, especially with my drug cartel sky rocketing to the top. I’m 17 years old following in my old man’s footsteps and I don’t give a damn what anybody gotta say about it. But right now, I’m in a position where I’m confused as hell but I don’t mind. I got some thick redbone shawty over my shoulder and some anorexic bitch staring at me like she ready to eat for the first time in ten years.
*What’s happenin’
Me- “So what seems to be the problem ladies?”
Anorexic Bitch- “That fat ass cow you’re holding doesn’t know her place.”
Why the fuck her voice sound like that? Did somebody like kill a dog while she was speaking?!
Me- “I ain’t holding nobody fat sooooooooooooooooo- try again.”
Then luh shawty I’m holding on my shoulder starts to talk.
?- “She came over here starting shit with my best friend. She got disrespectful and I was finna put her in her place but NOOOOO. Yo big ass had to stop me. Speaking of that can you put me down now? All the blood in my body is flowing to my head.”
Me- “Oh right. My bad, ma.”
I gently place her down on one of the cafeteria chairs behind me and realize a lot of people are watching us.
Me- “WHAT THE FUCK Y’ALL STARING AT?! MIND Y’ALL BUSINESS.”
Instantly, everybody goes back to what they was doing before. I turn back to the anorexic bitch who looked scared as fuck.
Me- “Look, anorexia, I don’t know you but, I don’t appreciate you gettin’ luh shawty mad. I already seen the video of her whoopin’ yo ass. And yes, I saw you bird ass bitches jump in, tryna save her only to get y’all ass beat as well. Do us all a favor and go away. Now.”
Anorexic Bitch- “ANOREXIA?! MY NAME IS TY’TIANA!”
Me- “Okay, taco. Whatever you say just go away. Like that voice is mad annoying.”
?- “OOP, TACOOOO. Imma use that. That right there- that was funny.”
Ty’tiana- “IT’S TY’TIANA. Anyways, I don’t even care about her, I’m here ‘cause that fat bit-”
Before she could even finish the sentence, luh shawty ran from behind me and started beatin’ her ass. Damn, luh shawty got hands on her. I watched for like 2 more minutes and was curious as to why her friends ain’t jump in this time. I looked back and saw my homie new girlfriend and her sister mean muggin’ the fuck outta them. Them bird bitches know wassup. My homie told his girlfriend get up and he walked over to luh shawty and tried to pull her off but she wouldn’t stop. Then he looked at me for some help.
Me- “Ight, tiger. That’s enough. C’mon, let her go.”
I lift her up only for Anorexia to pull on luh shawty shirt causing it rip. Luh shawty just stood there, bra all exposed, not a care in the world. Good God, them titties lookin’ right.
Luh shawty- “Was I supposed to care that people see my bra? My titties real, I have a great fuckin’ body, and it’s better then yo plastic bag built ass. Keep tryin’ me, hoe. Next time, I won’t go so easy on you.”
She took the torn shirt off exposing a tattoo that disappeared under her jeans. AND SHE TATTED?! Lawd Jesus… She walked over to Noah and took his shirt.
Luh Shawty-”Thanks, Pookie. You can get one of your sweatshirts outta my car.”
She slid the shirt on and even though Noah a buff ass nigga, his shirt fit tight as hell on her. Why she gotta cover them titties again? I was likin’ the view.
Luh shawty- “My eyes are up here, bozo.”
Me- “Oh, my bad, ma. I ain’t know i was starin’.”
Luh shawty- “My name ain’t ‘ma’. It’s Nylah.”
Me- “Ight, Nylah. It’s nice to meet you.”
Nylah- “Mhmm.”
Me- "Mhmm? What's that supposed to mean? You ain't happy to meet me?"
Nylah- "I don't know. You figure it out."
Hmmmmm… Challenge accepted.
I watched as she walked away and through the double doors.
Noah- “Aye, nigga. Stop starin’ at my sister.”
Me- “SISTER?! You mean...SHE is your older sister?!”
Noah- “Duh nigga. I only got 1 sister.”
Shit just got a lot more interesting.
*Skip to 3rd Period*
I walk out of the gym to go to the bathroom but I stopped dead in my tracks when I hear someone singing. Damnn….finna see sumn right quick. I creep around the corner and to my surprise, I see Noah’s sister with her beats on, wearing some black leggings a sports bra and some sneakers. Damn it's like she tryna make me do somethin’. I watched as she turned around and her eyes were closed as she was singing. Sheesh...that's dangerous. I walk towards her as she starts singing louder.
Nylah- “Ooooooh ooh the reason I hold on.
Ooooooh ooh cause I need this hole gone.
Funny you’re the broken one but I’m the only one that needed saving.
Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving.
Not really sure how to feel about it, it’s somethin’ in the way you move.
Makes me feel like I can’t live without you and it takes me all the way.
I want you to stay-ay-ayayyyyyy
Stayyy
Mhmmmmm
Ooooooooooooh
I want you to stay.”
When she finished I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist and put my face in her neck.
Nylah- “ OOOH SUGAR HONEY ICE TEAAAAA. WHAT THE FUCK?!”
Me- “I’m sorry, ma. Couldn’t help myself, but can we stay like this for a minute?”
Nylah's POV
Domonic- “I’m sorry, ma. Couldn’t help myself, but can we stay like this for a minute?”
I suddenly felt something wet my shoulder and I turned around slowly and looked at him. Why is he crying?
Me- “You okay?”
Domonic- “Yea, your voice is mad beautiful and I guess the song gave me an emotional vibe. I’m actually great. I feel refreshed.”
Awwww he ain’t nothin’ but a sweetheart.
Me- “Well it’s the last time you’re gonna hear me sing anyways-”
Domonic- “Wooooooahhh dere. Imma need to stop right there. You gone keep singing for me. Even if its just for me.”
Me- “Don’t make such bold statements you can’t back up.”
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