Down For Whatever

Love Is Connection

Two months later

Me and Damien are still arguing day by day. Trell and I decided to make our relationship official, but things are worse between him and Damien.

I went in my room and layed on the bed when I saw a pair of thongs hanging under the matress.

Oh I got his trifeling ass. He walked into the bedroom.

"Sup baby." He said.

"The fuck are these?!" I asked holding the thongs up.

"Ummm.. Thongs?"

"How about I thong my fist down your throat?"

"Man, what you talking about?!"

"This! These ain't mine and they damn sho' aint yo mama's!" I yelled while getting up.

"Chaja chill, Iswear you be tripping."

"Nah! You be tripping! Whose are these?"

"Nobody's!" He yelled before walking out the room.

Aight. I got his ass. Wanna lie? Cheat? And think he bad? Oh hell yes! Two can play that game.

******

Later that night

"Trell, Ima ask you one more time. Who in the hell been in this house besides me?"

"NiNa," He admitted.

"What the hell?! Didn't I just beat her ass for fucking Damien?! That bitch always acting like she got to have what I have!"

"We aint fuck tho."

"Then why her stankin panties in here?!"

"We was boutta fuck, but she just sucked my dick."

"Oh! So it's okay to receive head from another hoe?! When you got a girl?"

"You aint given me none so it don't even matter."

"Damn right! Expecially not after that bitch mouth been up there!"

"I'on even care."

"Of course you don't!" I walked out the room and slammed the door.

I'm so sick of this shit man! Why can't someone just be faithful to me?! I'm faithful! All these niggas around here tryna fuck, but I say "Nahhhh! I got a man!" but my man telling bitches, "Hell yeah! Bring that ass ova here!"

What in the actual fuck is wrong with boys?! Acting like they can't turn down some ass. But it's all good, I'ma let him think about what he doing.

And I'ma let that slut NiNa give him all the head she want, her deep ass throat.

I went in the living room and sat down. I decided to text Damien..

Me: Hey..

Damien: Wassup

Me: Wyd?

Damien: Shit, chillin. Wyd

Me: Nun really, wya?

Damien: Rakell house

Me: Umph, say nomore. -___-

Damien: Why that face?

Me: No reason..

Damien: Aight man

Me: How you been?

Damien: You know how I been, tf you think this is chaja!?

Me: Idk! I was asking bc I didn't know.