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Von's POV Chicago, IL Kentrell's house 📍 3 weeks later
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Von was at Kentrell's house, sitting on the couch watching Tyquian, Nick, and Kentrell twerk on each other.
" HE WANT A FREAK PUSSY PINK BREAST CANCER" Tyquian yelled, throwing money at Nick's as he tried to throw it back.
" GET IT NICK" Kentrell screamed, slapping his ass as he recorded.
" Y'all know that shit flat" Taymor mumbled, picking at his dry ass hair.
" Right, he trying so hard his veins coming out" Von laughed.
" I hear y'all monkey asses talking about my friend" Tyquian huffed.
" Kentrell throw it back on me" Tyquian said, doing gripping motions with his hand.
Kentrell started grinding on Tyquian, holding Nick ass to support his self.
" Not gon lie I'm kinda hard" Jamell whispered.
" THROW THAT ASS FRIEND" Tyquian said, biting his lip slapping Kentrell's ass.
" Yeah, that's enough" Taymor murmured, getting up to grab Tyquian.
" Come on Tyquian you doing to much" Taymor crossed his arm.
" I WANNA DO HOOD RAT SHIT WITH MY HOOD RAT FRIENDS" Tyquian whine, slapping Kentrell's ass harder, as he threw it back.
Kentrell stopped, looking at Tyquian. " Now you doing to much that hurt".
Tyquian rolled his eyes, pushing Kentrell ass, against his shorts.
" I'm horny, let's go upstairs Kentrell and Nick" Tyquian groan.
" Bet, see y'all later" Kentrell said, trying to run upstairs.
" Nah sit yo fast ass down" Von pushed, Kentrell making him fall on his butt.
Kentrell eyes watered and his lip started to quiver.
" This why I don't like yo big forehead ass" Kentrell cried, running up stairs.
" What's wrong with him" Tyquian asked, watching Kentrell stomp up the steps.
Von shrugged.
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" Ma, open the door I got food" Von softly sighed, knocking on Kentrell's bedroom door.
" N-no" Kentrell replied, sniffing.
" It's chicken" Von mumbled.
" So you calling me a fried chicken eating bitch" Kentrell yelled, through the door.
" No- ma I just wanna talk" Von said, sadly.
" Ok" Kentrell opened the door, with a long shirt on.
" What's up with you ma" Von asked.
" Nothing" Kentrell mumbled, laying on his bed.
" What's wrong" Von asked again.
" I- I think I'm pregnant" Kentrell said lowly, picking at his fingers.
" I been throwing up all week, and I'm gaining weight SEE" Kentrell explained, lifting up his shirt showing his chest, thighs and stomach.
His thighs was a little bigger so was his chest, his stomach wasn't showing much.
" Von I have boobs " Kentrell whined.
" If you is pregnant is it mines?" Von questioned.
" WHO ELSE I BEEN FUCKIN VON" Kentrell yelled.
Von shrugged, which made the smaller feel some type of way.
" Von can you gon pick me up a pregnancy test and dark chocolate 75% please" Kentrell said not wanting to argue anymore.
Von shook his head.
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( A/n: plan B? Yeah we don't know her.)
Von came back with the test and his chocolate.
" Here hurry up" Von said, with a slight attitude.
" Don't rush me nigga" Kentrell scoffed.
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" What it say" Von asked, biting his lip.
" You can read right?" Kentrell questioned.
Von sighed and looked at the test.
Pregnant..
Von looked at Kentrell, " I don't think the baby mine who knows what you been doing" Von spoke calmly.
" You sound stupid right now, I stay at home all day and y'all be here too." Kentrell explained.
" You know what get out and don't come back" Kentrell said in tears.
Von got up, leaving out of the room feeling bad that he denied his future son or daughter.
On the other hand Kentrell was crying on the phone with Nick and Tyquian.
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(And walked out this bitch not giving a fuck) /jk
( A/n: boring chapter but the drama HAS STARTED. Von a bitch- anyways a time skip is coming because why not? BUT I LOVE Y'ALL 🤍 n I'm almost at 500 reads❤️)
