❗WARNING: SEXUAL and MATURE CONTENT❗️
Book 3 to My Boo💋
From being a wild rebellious teenager, to hoe'n around with whomever catches her eye all while suffering from a severe bipolar disorder-this is just a fraction of the life Brandi Lorraine Ford...
Walking outside with all my stuff, I head to the parking lot, hoping to catch up with Keith before he leaves. We needed to talk about this shit.
*A few minutes later*🕗
Leaning up against his car and folding my arms, I watch him finally come out but with some company too. A dark skin girl accompanied him, holding rather tightly on his elbow before he spots me and moves it off.
"Hey" he greets me awkwardly.
"So when were you going to tell me about your sons?" I ask him calmly.
"My sons?" he looks at me like I'm mistaken.
I laugh to myself, Knowing that this nigga is too close to getting punched in the face. "Yo just tell me the truth, why couldn't you tell me you had kids"
"I don't" he looks away.
"It's on your fucking instagram that apparently you blocked me on! Just 5 days ago you were holding a newborn baby calling him your son! Do you really think I'm fucking stupid" I get up in his face.
He remains quiet and licks his lips.
"Yeah. So your secret is finally out, the one you've been keeping from me for God knows how long. And what the fuck were you touching my man's arm for?!" I look at the girl.
"Okay...Look...I'm not in y'all little--"
"Just answer my fucking question" I cut her off.
"Yo...*she laughs*Keith you betta get her" she says.
"You a whack ass bitch depending on his bitch ass. So you cheating on me huh? Because what the*Punches him in the face*Fuck is that on your neck! I ain't give that to you, so who did?!"
He stumbles back and holds his jaw. "Did you really just punch the shit out of me like that?"
"Yep and we fucking done. For good, so go slut it up with this trash ass bitch if you want"
"Trash ass bitch? But your mad as shit, he don't want you"
"Yo just fight me, like wassup? I can get my brother on his bitch ass too" I put up my hands.
"Who you getting bold for?" Keith yells, gripping me up by my neck against his car.
"Get-- off" I gasp.
"Nah you bold right! You fucking tough! *punches me in the face*
I fall to ground from the impact, holding on to the left side of my now bruised up face.
"You tough right?!" he pulls me up by my collar.
"Babe let's go. Come on it ain't worth it" the girl says, trying to get him to stop.
He pulls me back up to my feet and grips my neck again. I gasp for air once again, now fearful of him all together.
"You come at me again and I'm a fuck ya little ass up. I don't care if you female or not. You got a lot of balls don't you" he chokes me.
"Just please stop--" I cry, feeling pain in my neck from his grip.
He pushes me down away from his car and walks away with the girl, getting into his car and pulling off.
--Nya's POV--💋
"Hey wassup?" I answer Symone's call, standing up on the swing.
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"Did you see the picture!" she yells.
"Uh...what picture?" I laugh.
"Your best friend! She got exposed just now on instagram, everybody view that shit already!"
"What?!"
"Go on ya gram right now and call me back" she says before hanging up.
I sit down right there in the swing, switching to my Instagram app and opeing it. Scrolling down, it was the first picture I seen, where everyone was reposting it from school. I clicked on it just to get a better view and...
Don't hate me lol🙈 Brandi in the Media😭 There was a photo but I felt like I needed to take it down. I'm sorry but you guys are going to have to use your imagination of what happened.
