Killah Kuwonu

Unexpected visit

Paris POV

I'm woken up to the sound of something falling, it sounded like glass breaking.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" Zions voice echos.

"That's no way to treat family!" He masculine voice says.

I walk half way down the stairs and see Zion arguing with a dark skin man.

I guess he felt my presence cause his head turns to me.

"Who's this? Your girlfriend?" The man asks.

"No! Get the fuck out." He rolls his eyes.

I just keep my eyes on the dark skin man and his eyes stay glued to me.

"Paris go back upstairs." Zion says angrily.

The fuck I do?

I turn around to walk upstairs when the voice calls after me.

"That's a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl." He compliments.

"Thank you." I say before continuing to walk.

I get back to Zions bedroom and sit on the bed, I scroll down my Instagram feed.

I hear a vibration and see Zions phone move, followed by another and another.

I look at it and it was one of his hoes, it disgusted me. I grab my clothes from yesterday changing into them, they were now washed.

I change and headed downstairs, I walk straight to the front door past Killah and the man.

"Ay where you going?" Zion asks.

"Ayshas house I guess." I shrug.

"How you getting there?" He asks.

"I'll get an Uber." I put on my shoes.

"I'll drive you, we are done here." He glares at the man.

"Nah it's cool, go drive Bethany somewhere." I roll my eyes.

He sucks his teeth.

"The fuck you going through my phone for?" He practically barks at me.

"I didn't." I roll my eyes.

"I'm gonna go, Caleb you have my number. I'd like you to use it." The man says.

I see the way Zion cringes when hearing the name Caleb form on the mans lips.

"Yeah whatever." Zion sighs.

"Bye son, bye Paris." He smiles.

He walks out.

"Son?!" I turn to Zion.

He nods with a disgusted look on his face.

"He's more of a sperm donor then a father to me." His face scrunches.

You can tell he didn't wanna y'all about it, so I let it go and head for the door.

Only to be pulled back.

"Why you in my phone?" He asks.

"I wasn't, it popped up." I cringe.

BigBootyBethany 🍑 was his genius contact name for her.

"I told you I was still finna fuck around, I don't know why you trippin." He lets go if me.

"I'm not trippin, I'm going to my best friends house." I defend.

"Man whatever, I ain't trippin." He says.

I shrug leaving and wait outside for my Uber, once he arrives I get in the back.

I always found it very uncomfortable to sit at the top of them, and only did it if I truly had too.

"Hey I'm Mateo." He smiles.

"Hi. I'm Paris." I greet.

"I fuck with your tattoos hard." He looks are me through the mirror.

"Thank you." I accept his compliment.

"Whoever did that work on yo neck is fire, that shit mad cool." I examine it.

"Yeah...he's pretty dope." He says.

Couple minutes of chit chat and we finally pulled up at Ayshas house.

"Here we are." He stops the car.

"Thank you." I open the door.

"Hey wait, can I get your number?" He asks.

"You already have it." I wink before walking away.

I text Aysha I was here and she opens the door with a smirk on her face.

"Tell me everything." She says pulling me to her room.

"Nothing really happened." I shrugged.

"Well it's not like nothing happened at all." She nudges me.

"Uh I made ya dinner, we went swimming in his pool. He asked me to stay, I said sure and we shared a little moment..but he told me he wasn't gonna drop his hoes." I roll my eyes imagining the words exchanged.

"I'm sure once he realizes he'll be crawling back to you." She smirks.

"Yeah okay!" I say sarcastically.