Intensity: Destination Everywhere. (A Mindless Behavior Trilogy)

Nymphomania, The Panty Raider.

Suddenly, I hear keys jingling outside my front door. Like that, Prince and B-More walked in my room. I began to feel awkward and embarrassed as B-More examined how the top sheet was hanging off the bed and my shorts lying in front of them.

B-More: Two predictions here--(points to Prince) He got some pussy...(points to Jassie) and you got some dick.

Prince: Something like that...

Prince winked at me before walking over and kissing me on the cheek.

Jas'marieé: Where were you?

Prince: I met up with B-More, babe. Why, you jealous? (smirks)

Jas'marieé: No! (whispers) Have you got my underwear?

He took them out of his pocket and tried to hand them to me lowkey. B-More laughed silently as I put them on under the covers. He gave Prince dap.

B-More: Damn, let me find out...

Prince: Gotta celebrate the win, right?

Jas'marieé: Ugh. You guys are perverts.

Prince: Says the one who rode me for-

Jas'marieé: Shush! Anyway, what do you guys want?

B-More: We have good news.

Jas'marieé: What?

Prince: We scoped the scene in Jersey.

Jas'marieé: And?

Prince: Royalty's previous trap house is this abandoned building near Sasha's house.

My eyes widened.

Jas'marieé: I knew it! That building was too sus.

B-More: You've seen it before?

Jas'marieé: When I visited my mom. I knew it was too creepy!

Prince: It really is.

Jas'marieé: Did you guys go inside?

B-More: Nah. It's dawn, and we'd look suspicious if we were to do so.

Prince: Well, what do we do?

B-More: Wait it out this whole week. Stick together. On Friday, there will be a mandatory training. Saturday night, we will go to this building and collect evidence, which includes my mini surveillance cameras and a few pictures of the place.

B-More checked his G-Shock, frowning.

B-More: I'll be on my way. Goodbye, y'all.

He chucked up the deuces, leaving the house, leaving Prince and I together. Prince sat next to me and kissed me on the lips. I bit my bottom lip when he pulled away.

Prince: I missed that.

Jas'marieé: Me too.

Prince: So am I out of the doghouse?

Jas'marieé: For now.

Prince: (pretends to wipe sweat away) Phew.

Jas'marieé: Don't do me wrong, Jake.

Prince: I promise...

Intense silence.

Prince: He died, yeah?

Jas'marieé: Who?

Prince: Sevarion.

Jas'marieé: Yeah...Early this morning. I forgave him, Prince.

Prince: Interesting. I still hate him.

Jas'marieé: I know you do. I'm not forcing you to feel sorry.

Prince: I'm sorry he died, but I'm not sorry for hating him.

Jas'marieé: You're being stubborn.

He looked over his shoulder at me.

Prince: Let's not go there.

Jas'marieé: Sorry.

Prince: I can't help but resent him, babe.

Jas'marieé: Understandable. But at least we are almost done with this life of strife.

Prince: You're right.

I got up and stretched.

Jas'marieé: I'm going to shower...

Prince: Aight.

I walked to the bathroom and looked at my puffy, black mane. I almost disrobed out of my clothes when I felt a lurching in my stomach. Like that, I threw up; air, water, and all. As I hovered over the toilet, I heard Prince calling my name.

Prince: Jassie, you okay in there?

Jas'marieé: Uh...yeah! I'll be fine.

My eyes turned green as I spit before flushing the toilet. I sighed scaredly.

'Just fine...' I thought to myself.

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Wooo...Jassie, B-More and Prince are a power team!

What'll happen next? :)

And is Jassie....? :o

*Mindless Fact Of The Day*

There is a Ustream today! And MB will be in Orlando 12/27 for Prod's B-Day! :)