ONE HUNDRED & SEVENTEEN- Disrespectful Point.

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"Set it off in this mothafucka, set it off. My clique all dogs, bitch don't make us set it off." - Boosie

JAYLAH

Noble's family members are crazy as hell but so funny. He never told me he had this many siblings. I was thinking it was three or four of them but it's basically a whole team of them. He told me he has another brother named Presley but I didn't get to meet him for some reason. I wasn't expecting all of this.

My family are comfortable money wise but damn, we don't have money stacked up like this. All of these people here are rich as fuck. I knew his house was big but I didn't expect it to be this big. I haven't even been in half of the house yet but the small areas I've been in are bigger than my whole house. I don't care about his money though because money isn't everything. He's making me fall in love with him by treating me with respect and being himself. I just want his heart, not the money. I'm just shocked that they really got it like this.

We just walked in his bedroom. It's so nice and expensive looking. Everything is neat and nicely decorated. I smile a little, noticing a picture of us that's sitting on a shelf mounted into the wall by his bed. There's two king sized beds in here. "You share a room?" I ask, watching him close and lock the door. "Yeah. Me and my twin brother do." he answers. I nod my head, sitting on his bed.

He turns the large TV on. It just went straight to a surveillance video of the house. I raise my eyebrow. "Why do you have a survailance camera video on your TV?" I ask. He look like he ain't even high no more. He's staring at something on the screen like he saw a ghost or something. "Baby... stay in here for me. I'll be back." he says, reaching under his bed. My eyes widen as he pulls a gun from under it. "What is going on?" I ask. What the hell is his family into?

"Nothing. I'll be back." he says, turning off the footage. He turns the TV off. "What the fuck? You can't just get shocked, grab a gun, and then leave me in this damn room and not tell me why." I say, trying to calm down. My nerves get the best of me sometimes. I feel like something really bad is going on and he just doesn't want to tell me what it is. "Jaylah, I'm forreal. Imma be back, mane." he says in an extra harsh tone. "You don't have to get an attitude." I tell him. "I'm just saying. I got shit to go see about so shut that whining and shit the fuck up." he goes off on me.

I roll my eyes at him. He's never raised his voice or snapped on me like that before. "I don't know why you getting mad at me! Don't talk to me like that!" I snap back, getting mad myself. "I'm just saying, shut the fuck up talking to me, bruh! I just said Imma be back but you constantly bitching!" he goes off. "Oh, so I'm a bitch now?" I ask. "What? Jaylah, I didn't call you no bitch. Shut the fuck up." he says, glaring at me. "Nigga, just go ahead and call me one since I'm so called bitching! Fuck you! No nigga is about to talk to me like that! You fake as hell! All that sweet shit was obviously an act because you acting like a whole other nigga now! Take me home and I'm done!" I yell, trying not to cry.

This hurt my feelings. He has never done this and I'm caught off guard. I didn't do anything. I just hate not knowing what's going on when I know for a fact something ain't right. He just turned into this rude, mean person and I don't understand how much he just switched up. "Mane, I don't care. Let me handle what I gotta handle, Jaylah, damn!" he demands. "Take me home." I demand, wiping my eyes. He's showing no remorse for none of this. He's just glaring at me like I ain't shit as if he wasn't just all over me not even a full thirty minutes ago. "I'll take yo ass home once I do what I need to do. I'll be back so just chill. That shit not hard." he says, walking out of the room.

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