Not your fucking best friend ( urban, romance)

part 8

Chapter 8

The car ride back to Trina's was silent I couldn't fucking believe what just happened. Trina tried to talk, but I just told her I'll call her later, phone going on airplane mode...

I got in my car & just drove...felt like i been driving for hours..idk where I was going but your not gonna believe who house I ended up at....

He answered the door "hey derrick, can I come in".

he lead me inside his place. "I'm glad we can finally talk simone look I've miss--".  I cut his ass off.

"look derrick im not in the mood for talking,  I'm in the mood to fuck".

I straddled his ass, he was about to say something.  "derrick just shutup & get naked".

This nigga did exactly what I said ooh fucked me so good *dont judge it's what I needed*, like I said stroke game ain't no damn joke. after all that this nigga was tryna cuddle hell no not having that. like we back together or something,  I got dressed and bounced,  had this nigga mad ass fuck..I can still hear him "so you just gone fuck me & leave Simone". damn right nigga bye!!!

I made it home, showered then hopped in bed. took my phone off airplane mode. phone just started going off. trey had been blowing my phone up texting & all. talking bout we need to talk.. naw nigga ain't tryna hear that. phone on silent goodnight.

I woke up the next morning to someone ringing my damn door bell & baming on my door...the fuck. I run down stairs look out the peephole & guess who???

my bad yall short update, ill have more tomorrow!!! goodnight