S.M.D Sex.Money.Drugs starring Yn Mindless Behavior and Others

Selfish much

Yn pov

An hour or so later I woke up a and got out of bed. I walked pass the living room.

Roc : Hey babe how you slept

Yn : Okay

I walked in the kitchen and seen powered stuff left on the counter I looked to the side and seen day after box. This nigga is gonna get.

Yn : You know next time you want to be sneaky. Be better at hiding your got damn evidence.

Roc : I don't know what you talkin about.

Yn : Then what you think I'm talking about.

Roc : Some thing you wanted and that I took or ate I guess.

Yn : Yeah something like that.

Roc : So what was it.

Yn : Well I wanted a kid. I come in the kitchen and see a day after box and crush powder. That looks like pills. So what the fuck you think.

Roc : Well I wouldn't think you'll find out.

Yn : Well nigga I ain't dumb. I did graduate you ass.

Roc : Well damn how am I supose to know.

Yn : Your such an ass.

Roc : So what. In the end you gon wanna fuck any ways.

Yn : Roc you wanna know some thing about your self.

Roc : What is there to know Yn I should know myself.

Yn : Your selfish.

Roc : How

Yn : You just gave me a abortion in a pill. You know I wanted to have kids but no Chresanto doesn't want to. He only cares for his fucking self.

Roc : I did want kids later on.

Yn : For real when.

Roc : Like in my thrities you know.

Yn : Oh with who.

Roc : ...........

Yn : It wasn't with me wasn't it.

Roc : ...........

Yn : Was it.

Roc : .......

Yn : Answer.

Roc : No

Yn : So who was it.

Roc : Katrina

Yn : You know what you can be with Katrina. All you mother fucking want. Cause I'm leaving. Apparently I'm not in Chresanto's plans. Katrina is.

I walked up the stairs and he followed. We went right into the bed room.

Roc : No you not.

Yn : Yes I am you can't stop me.

He grabbed me by my arms and held me towards the wall.

Yn : Oh so what you gon do.

Roc : Don't worry about me baby. Just know you'll be here for a while.

Yn : For what. Last time I checked you don't own me Chresanto.

Roc : Well you is my bitch.

Yn : Fuck no I ain't Katrina is.

He let me go

Roc : You right she might even be a better bitch then you.

Yn : Nigga please she can't do nothing I can do. Just know I'll always do you right.

Roc : You won't even know where the fuck to go. I'm all you got that and Black Mafia. So where you gon go. You probably won't even get another nigga like me.

Yn : Yeah you right I'll get one that's way less selfish.

He felt on my curves pushing me towards the wall and put his hand in my pants sliding two fingers in me.

Roc : You can leave just know ain't no nigga gon do you like me.

Yn : *moans softly* Nigga please you think you the only nigga that can do me right.

Roc : Yeah

Yn : Please

Roc : Some you gon have some nigga replace me.

Yn : Maybe a women shit they can do it right to.

Roc : Just to let you know you gon miss me.

Yn : Other way around. Now get yo hand my pants.

Roc : What ever you say.

He did as told. I got off the wall and started packing up my stuff.

Yn : I'll be back for the rest of my stuff later.

Roc : So your leaving me.

Yn : That's what it looks like doesn't it.