43• Live secrets and pull-ups

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Random: Ben Cici a whole lie outchea Bae. Tell Kentrell !!

"Cici wat they talking about?" I shrugged.

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After a while, Ben looked at me, shaking his head.

"You backdoe"

"Ben—"

"Ain't it something you gotta tell him?" Ben spoke up and all eyes fell on us. I sighed, sitting up on the couch

"Who, me?" Kentrell pointed to himself and Ben nodded. I got off the live, setting my phone down

"Can I—talk to you. Back dea?" I told Kentrell and he nodded. We went back to the room, and I closed the door. He sat down on the bed and I stood in front of him

"Bruh—like...I don't wanna loose you—"

"You not. What's wrong, baby?"

"You gotta Promise me you not gone flip on me"

"I wish I could, promise but I can't. You know how I am"

"Kentrell—"

"Bruh, just tell me what's up"

"That night—I told you about me tutoring ole dude. Well we did get finished..Only thing is..he kissed me. But I don't wanna be with him! I don't want nothing to do with him. I blocked his number, everything. If you don't even want me looking his way, Fine! You got it! But—"

"And you tell me this now?"

"What?"

"Ma, it's been 3 days! You wait 3 days to tell me some nigga put his lips on you? You kissed back didn't you" Kentrell's jaw clenched as he looked forward ahead, at the wall

"No—"

"Don't lie to me! Bruh what the Fuck! That's why I can't trust you females. Y'all always doing some shit—then I just told you how I felt and you can't even tell me this shit?"

"Trell—" I tried grabbing his arm but he snatched it away

"Nah man, get the fuck off me! I shoulda just stayed fucking wit bitches"

"Well if that's what you wanted, that's what you should've did then, the fuck? I never said you had to stop"

"Yeah you didn't! But I put in the EFFORT to CHANGE and YOU do some shit like this?"

"I DIDNT DO SHIT! THAT NIGGA KISSED ME"

"YOU let it happen! I BET YOU KNEW THAT NIGGA WAS FEELIN YOU BEFORE YOU EVEN VOLUNTEERED TO HELP HIS PUSSY ASS!"

"Get out of my face"

"I SWEA MAN—FUCK! Hope you have fun raising dat baby by yo damn self. I'm outta hea"

"Really Kentrell? You gone bring our child up!"

"You wasn't thinking about our child when you went to go fuck with anotha nigga"

"You know what—" I bit the inside of my cheek, "I don't need you to do shit for me nor my kid. Fuck you and yo bitch ass feelings. Tired of y'all treating me like a weak bitch..and here I go letting y'all.."

"I want another nigga or bitch try to me. I've been through the worst..and it finally caught up to me. Yeen een gotta worry about it, imma deal with his ass by myself" I waved Kentrell off and left the room, slamming the door while at it.

I don't know what had gotten into me..But it was definitely something new. I was going to find that nigga—and I was going to give him a piece of his own medicine.

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11:58 p.m.

"It say he in that house right there" Mariah told me, checking her phone. I wasn't playing when I said I was gone get this nigga.

"Ain't that his car"

"Matta fact—it is"

"You sure you wanna do this?" Mariah looked at me and I nodded.

The door to the house opened, and Dre stepped out, dapping somebody up before the door was shut and he headed towards his car. Since the car was further than he was, I doubt he heard the car door open.

Just as I stepped out of the car, another car pulled in behind us, headlights was off. After seeing who was in the car, I mugged Mariah and she shrugged.

"I thought we needed help"

Kentrell stepped out, looking at me. I rolled my eyes, nodding my head in the direction Dre's car was in. He walked passed me, pulling a hoodie over his head and I followed behind him

"Wait! Don't you want a mask?"

"Fuck I needa mask fo?" Kentrell asked I waved him off

"Do you then"

When we reached Dre's car, he was in there, rolling a blunt. Kentrell knocked on the window making him look up, face frowned up. Dre didn't see me yet

Kentrell did a hand signal, indicating for Dre to roll down the window and his stupid ass did so. Once he did that, Kentrell reach his hand in, unlocking the doors, before opening the door, grabbing Dre and throwing him on the ground. Kentrell punched Dre repeatedly, and I stood off to the side. It wasn't long before I had my share, since Kentrell told me not do anything yet . I started stomping the fuck outta him, punching him anything and everything.

Kentrell grabbed his heat from his waist, putting it to Dre's head, whispering something in his ear.

Dre's eyes widened as he tried to nod his head, but instead he winced in pain. Kentrell got up from the ground, looking at me

"You good?"

"Shit. Like you care" I replied, walking back to the car and getting inside. I didn't hesitate pulling off leaving Dre's limp body there.

I was tryna kill this nigga.

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