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Dear Diary; I love it here. I tweeted that on Twitter as I noticed Kentrell watching me. I looked up at him and smiled and he let out a groan and rolled his eyes.
I'm over everything. Nothing can't hurt me.
"Baby, what we doing today," I asked as he sat on the bed.
"Don't bother me right now," he said
I laid back on the bed.
I got to know what's on his mind.
"What you think about baby," I asked
"How we finna set that nigga up," he said
"Oh, I thought we wasn't finna do this nomore," I said.
"Yeah we ain't but you is," he said
I rolled my eyes. Next thing I knew I felt him come on top of me.
"I ain't never finna trust yo ass not even if we get married," he said
I started crying. He got up and looked confused.
"What's wrong with you," he asked
"You treat me like I don't love you. All I wanted was to be with you forever nothing else. I let you do whatever you want and you still at least can't trust. You acting like I'm your enemy," I said
He clenched his jaw.
He kissed me on my neck as his hand cuffed my tittys.
I moaned a little and he stopped. He got up and slowly slid my underwear down.
"Pretty ass pussy," he said
He held my legs up and started to kiss on my lower thigh.
"Kentrellllll," I heard
I shook my head. Right when things where about to be good.
"Imma be back," he said
I put back on my underwear and he walked out the basement.
I peeped through door and saw a girl. She was tiny as hell. She even looked kinda slow.
She looked about my age or younger. She had a huge ass ring on.
I peeped at her. Interesting. In jail I couldn't keep tract on all the whore this nigga was with because I didn't care but now it gives me an idea.
