𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃

𝟏𝟒. 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

"I'm still in the projects, Section 8 (Yeah)
Matter fact I was just over there (Yeah)
Went to my ghetto bitch spot in the back (Parked)
Sat on the porch while she braid up my hair (Facts)" he rapped

Came from nothin', no rearview gang, I'm not lookin' back (Not lookin' back)
If you ever gave your word, then you must stand on that (Stand on that)
I got members where I grew up, they're still flippin' packs

𒊹𒊹𒊹𒊹

30 mins later, Kafeyah and Zymeir were just now pulling up to Zymeir's house because they had to stop at Kafeyah's apartment to get her clothes.

" You need help walking my love?" Kafeyah asked to a weak Zymeir.

During the ride, he actually felt very sick and kept complaining about being nauseous or having very bad headaches.

" Nah, i can walk my fuckin' self" he snapped—once the words left his mouth he frowned not wanting to snap at Kafeyah.

" I'm sorry, ion' know what's wrong wimme" he sighed leaning back

" It's okay, hollon imma help you" she smiled before leaving the car—Kafeyah didn't really take it to heart because she knew it was one of the symptoms of quitting weed and also knew he didn't mean it.

" Alright, hold on to my shoulder" she said leaning down a bit as she opened his car door.

Zymeir did as told and pushed all his weight on Kafeyah's shoulder making her stumble a little.

" You heavy" she breathed out hitting the lock button on her car keys.

" I'm not even that heavy mama, you just dramatic" he shook his head

" Wait hollon! why there's so many cars in my fuckin' driveway mane" he scrunched his face up

" I don't know papa, give me your keys" she held her hand out

Zymeir placed the keys in her hand and they began walking to his front door. But the more they got closer the more they heard loud music.

" I know this not what i think it is" Zymeir mumbled feeling his anger rising

Kafeyah unlocked the front door and gasped at the sight in front of her. Zymeir living room was trashed, strippers were everywhere, bands on the floor , drinks everywhere and the music was extremely loud.

" YO WHAT THE FUCK!" he yelled making all the attention go toward him

" Zymeir you in my ear right now" Kafeyah hissed rubbing her ears.

" I'm sorry baby" he kissed it—" Turn that fuckin' shit down!" he demanded

Somebody turned the music down and he took a good look at his trashed living room.

" Y'all got 3 seconds to get the fuck out my crib yo!" he closed his eyes refraining himself to snap on anybody.

" Bitch ain't nobody finna leave" somebody said making Kafeyah's head snap in that direction

" Hold on now, sit here papa" she slid a chair his way.

" Who the fuck said that? i just wanna talk" she mugged the crowd

One thing she was sure of she wasn't gon let nobody get reckless with Zymeir.

Soon one girl got out the crowd and mugged Kafeyah.

" Look here girl, ion' know you nor want to know you, but what we not finna do is you disrespecting my man in his house" she scrunched her face up " If you ain't happy you could get the fuck out" she mugged her

" Bitch- Call her a bitch one more time and i'll really shoot yo duck ass!" Zymeir interrupted the girl

The girl sucked her teeth and stormed out the house. " Fuck y'all looking at? get the fuck out yo!" Zymeir exclaimed

They all sucked their teeth but got out. " Help me up, i gotta find Rantz and Dom stupid fucks" he shook his head

Kafeyah helped him out the chair and they started going up the stairs with Kafeyah's help.

" These niggas gon wish they never met me ta'day" he mumbled as they reached the top of the stairs

Kafeyah led him to his room and scrunched her face up at the sight in front of her.

Rantz and Dom where having a foursome with some girls in his bed. Zymeir was now enraged and ready to snap on anyone.

" YO! fuck is wrong witchu yo!" he yelled catching all of their attention

" Zymeir bro-" Rantz tried to say before getting cut off

" Fuck up bitch! y'all ready fuckin' two ugly ass bitches in my bed yo! you have a room for that shit stupid bitch. I'm really this close to put y'all broke ass niggas out yo! Youn' organize no party in my house without my permission fuck wrong with y'all duck asses" he snapped

" Zymeir bro, don't even act like that" Dom scrunched his face up as they all got dressed

Kafeyah scrunched her face up and looked at all of them in disgust. She didn't understand why Zymeir was still letting them live here knowing they didn't do shit to help. They constantly wanted Zymeir to get high, didn't care about his well being, permanently asked him for money, took advantage of him and the list goes on...

" Fuck you mean don't even act like that?" he scrunched his face up " Yo broke ass is fuckin' bitches in my bed in my room. And you expect me not to be mad at yo stupid ass! You know what get the fuck out my room fore' i put y'all broke asses out and i'm not even playing" he rubbed his temple

Dom scoffed and left the room followed by Rantz and the two other girls.

" Alright. Sit on the floor i'm finna change the sheets" Kafeyah said softly placing Zymeir on the floor

" Nah, i got it" he tried to get up but failed

" Zymeir sit ya' ass down" she fussed as she replaced the sheets

" Stop cussin' at me" he whined laying down but quickly regretted his decision once he felt nauseous all over again.

" Here papa" Kafeyah gave him a plastic bag she found in the bathroom.

" Thank you" he mumbled taking the bag from her.

This gon be harder that i thought, he thought

TO BE CONTINUED...

ik y'all tired of Dom and Rantz but don't worry i got y'all

Zymeir not feeling so good *sigh*

song of the chapter: no better love by jacquees & Dej Loaf

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-ri is outt 🦋