Adopted By NBA YoungBoy 2: A Toxic World{An NBA YoungBoy Story}

Ninety One

Mariah Jones🥴

After cooling off and getting Jessica off the set, we finally got back to filming the video and after wrapping up the Levi High video shoot. I went into my dressing room and changed into my first outfit for my Wild Side video shoot before quickly taking my braids out and getting my hair done for the first scene. I was sooo excited y'all, not even finna lie.

"This looks good. I love it." I said

"Okay, period." My hair stylist says

"Thank you." I smiled

"You're welcome love. You are seriously one of the best clients I've ever worked with. Your vibe is so cool. Well, when people not fucking with you obviously."

"I know." I giggled

"But girl, don't be letting these hoes get you out your character because the way she was talking about your nice house, your money, and your man, she definitely after all of that and she DOESN'T wanna work for it so she finna try the easy route out. Don't give her the satisfaction boo."

"Thank you so much for that, I really needed those words because whoo." I said

"I feel you!" James laughed

"You decent folks?"

"Yes." I said

In walks Von and Durk and they both took seats before speaking to me.

"You gotta chill lil bro. Like I get it, shorty came fuckin' witchu'. I completely get that. But that's what she want, she tryna get you to fuck her up so she can sue you and take what you worked for. Don't let that hoe do that to you gang cuz' you'n deserve that at all." Durk spoke

"Yeah folks. She came tweaking and I could see you was tryna keep yo cool cuz' you was tryna handle yo business but next time just keep it cool. No matter how hard it is to do, just do that shit like Nike." Von said

"She better be lucky we wasn't still in the system. If so, I'd be done knocked ha' a--"

"Aye, calm down. If y'all was still in the system, I'd give you a milling dollars to fuck that hoe up. But y'all not, so we can't do that." Durk said causing me to laugh

"Okay, close your eyes." James said

I closed my eyes and felt wetness on my face which I'm assuming was makeup mist.

"Alright boo, you're all done. You can look at your makeup now."

I looked in the mirror and saw my face looked really freaking cute. Okay, he did his big one on here.

"Ouuu, yesss." I said

"You like it?" James asks

"Yeah! It's so cute." I said

"Okay-- Ouu girl go before you get behind schedule." James says

"Right." I said

I left the dressing room and went back to the area where we were filming at and saw that it wasn't all the way set up yet.

"Shit." I mumbled

"It's gon' be ight shorty, calm down. Have a seat." Von spoke

I sat down and just started bouncing my leg because time was rolling. First 5 minutes passed, then 10, then 20, then a fucking hour!

"Yooo!"

We all turned around and because Booka 'nem was standing in the way, I couldn't see who was walking up.

"Who is that?" I asked

"Ion know, some light skin, curly headed nigga wit' Top." Doodie said

I stood up and saw Kentrell walking up with Jay Cinco who was my FAVORITE fucking YouTuber by the way.

"Why you here?" I frowned

"I wanted to come show support and apologize for what I did. I was wrong and I'm sorry slime. You forgive me?" Kentrell said

"Nigga get the fuck out my face. You don't just show up with some pussy ass apology and feel like I'mma just accept that shit. You hit my my nigga, fuck you!" I said

"Oh bro, you ain't tell me you hit her dawg."

"Shut up." Kentrell frowned

"I ain't hit yo girl, you did. If I hit her, she ain't coming back to to dumbass." Jay Cinco spoke

"And what the fuck is this?" I frowned as I pointed back and forth between Kentrell and Jay Cinco

"Oh my fault, my name Jay."

"I'm Mariah." I spoke as I shook his hand

"Nice to meet you beautiful." Jay smirked before running his tongue across his bottom lip

"You piss me off folks. On my dead homies boy we'll really do that in hea'." Booka spoke

"Booka, no!" I said as I pushed him back seeing he was reaching at his waistband

We all know these niggas stay wit' shit in they pants so ion know if he was finna pull out a gun, knife, or what. These Chicago niggas just carry anything as weapons these days.

"Mcht, mane ain't nobody scared of you. Fuck you think this is?" Kentrell spoke

"Shut up! All of y'all just shut the fuck up! First your lil dirty pussy bitch pop up here starting shit with me, now you pop your stick bug built ass up here with this shit!!! I have fucking had it, my head hurts, I'm starving, we been at this shit for like 2 hours now and I am fucking tired. NOW SHUT THE HELL UP!!!" I screamed

"My fault shorty." Booka spoke as he calmed down

"I'm sorry bae, c'mea." Kentrell spoke as he went to reach for my arm causing me to slap the shit outta him

After slapping him, I grabbed his nuts and squeezed so damn hard.

"If you ever hit me again or even THINK about hitting me I will murder you. Don't take that as a joke either." I said before pushing him away from me

I don't know why everytime a guy gets hit in the nuts or get their nuts squeezed really hard, they cough afterwards. Like after their stuff gets let go or whatever, they cough. I never got that.

"What the fuck you looking at?" I frowned as I looked up seeing Tasha standing behind Kentrell looking shocked

"N-nothing." She said

"And bitch why are you back here? I thought we told you to leave?" Durk spoke

"Well, I'm back. So get over it." Jessica said

"I'm about to pass out." I said

This bitch is giving me the blues bro. She finna make me go on a killing spree up in this hoe!

"Get out of my face before I kick you in your fucking mouth bro. Move!" I said with my hand up in Kd's face

"What I do you?" Kd said

I just walked off because I'm not doing this shit here. Y'all done made me turn up in front of Jay Cinco, I am mad! First impressions are always the lasting ones.

Heyy, err'body lit can't put our fire out. Heyy.

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