Thug With Benefits

Well isn't this a coincidence?

Reyna

My dad didn't rape me, he said he wants my daughter because she's pure. I swear to god, he won't see the light of day, if I get outta here. I am gonna blow his shit up, on boss. As I sat watching the boring ass tapes, I watch is Evelyn walks in with King on her heels. Wait, hold up, pause, King is here?! I know this nigga isn't with the bitch that kidnapped me. He seems off though, he doesn't look like he's enjoying himself. Trust me, I know my man, and he don't look one bit happy. In fact, every time she laughs he looks a little more irritated. Then this disrespectful trick, goes over to a drawer and pushes a button. I can hear their voices coming from the camera now. Their conversation is stale. "so King, do you like the place?" Evelyn's evil she-devil, ass asks. "Yeah that's cool, do you cook doe?" he asks truly uninterested. "Well, as a matter of fact I do, beef or chicken?" she asks chipper as Hell. "Umm how about chicken..." King trails off. "Alright chicken ramen noodles is! This dinner is going to be great!" she replies. I was cracking the fuck up, Kings face fell and his jaw was wide open. "KINGGG, I know I'm pretty but you don't have to stare" she said complimenting herself. "Trick, I ain't staring at you cause you pretty, I'm staring at you cause you are a hot mess, only cooking ramen noodles ghetto trick. You better not burn my noodles either!" he snapped on her. My ribs hurt from laughing so hard, well maybe it was because my dad kicked me in the ribs after he molested me. As I watched the cameras, King was snooping around the house, I was really proud; I knew he was playing her. He found a camera, he starts waving to it. I noticed on his forehead a red dot, meaning that the camera probably had a red stand-by dot on it, showing that it worked. I had to think of something. I decided to use Morse code this is my last option.

*Morse code*

H-E-L-P

I-T

I-S

R-E-Y-N-A

*Morse code over*

He look at the camera in shock. A glint of determination went through his eyes and facial expression. I guess I got a ride-or-die on my side now. "King baby, the dinner is ready!" Evelyn trifling ass yells. "Oh ard shawty" he say back. They sit down and Evelyn stares at King like a present on Christmas, and he stares right back at her with hate, while she stares with the lust. I shook my head and laughed at her stupidity and blindness. Why would you be obsessed with a nigga who don't want you? Thot's will be thot's, different day, same loose pussy. "Fuck you staring at bitch?" King yells rudely. "Well damn King I ain't do nothing to you!" she yells right back. See, King doesn't like being stared at by people he doesn't like. In fact he hates it so much that he just might swing on you. In this case he's about to beat a hoe down. I really don't blame him either. They continue bickering until she says something that makes King fully snap

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King

This trick was getting on my very last nerve with all the staring and questions and ratchetness, like damn can a nigga get a break?! I took a lot of shit, but this is one that I will not sit through, I mean she's basically the THIRSTY-EST person I ever met, so thirsty that she makes the Sahara look like a rainforest. who really calls themselves a cook, while they trying to make me some ramen noodles and they OVER COOK the noodles?! Then she got the nerve to ask how they taste, THEN stare at me while waiting for answer. These noodles taste like ass, on a hot Sunday in church. These noodles taste like, Jesus is mad at me and is looking for a laugh. They taste so bad almost caught the Holy Ghost. Shaking my head. As I continue to call her every curse word that I know, she says the most shocking thing I think I've ever heard come from a spiteful female. "Oh so ,I'm a bitch, I'm a trick, I'm a hoe? Yet, you was cryin over your baby mama, thats why yo ass got AIDS, and your dirty ass kids. Oh an to add insult to injury I swabbed them little motherfuckers, they not even yours! Just face it, you and I both know Reyna Santiago was a