"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪"
18 year old Nyela grabs the attention of a fuck boy, street nigga named Kadrell. What lengths will they go to have one another? Can bad habits be tamed? Or can good habits...
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Nyela's POV,
"Oh hi Ny" he gave me a small smile then looking behind me seeing everyone else. "Jay, tf going on? Why it look like she wanna beat yo ass? And I know Ny don't even like fighting so you must've done sum"
Nigga thinks he knows me. Tuh.
I very much love smacking bitches who deserve it.
"Why is you with Jaylee, King?" I slanted my lips feeling a bit disheartened. My ex going out with my opp is not a good look.
"So the whore knows my nigga too!?" Jaylee clapped. "Shawty for everybody"
"Sheen no whore" King backed me. "And Jay I ain't yo nigga"
That's what they all say 🙄.
"King we can talk another time, Jaylee you was talking smack. Wassup?" I bucked at her and she gave me a stank look.
I saw King staring looking like he just saw a ghost. I glanced behind me to see Kadrell boring his eyes into King. Ion got time for niggas to be fighting over a woman, i'm here to get my lick back.
Jaylee knew Rell was with me so she shouldn't have slept with him.
"You stole my nigga and he cheated on you so that shows heen want yo raggedy hoe ass." She rolled her neck.
"Why her ass got a right angle, all pointy and shit" Tyz said cocking his head to the side while analysing Jaylee's butt.
"If he ain't want my ass why—" I turned around. "Nigga who you is?"
