i feel so nasty😔 i really am holy
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Egypt POV
"Walk wit a limp limp." Paris nudged me.
"Bitch it's obvious?" I pouted.
"Girl is it." Yana tilted her head.
"This man was-" I cut myself off seeing who was around.
We were at my dads house cause apparently he was some news to update us on.
"Girl lemme tell yallll." I walked to the fridge.
I pulled out the milk and turned on the faucet.
"No." Amethyst gasped.
I flicked water then opened up the milk pouring a bit out.
"IT WENT FROM WATER TO MILK?" Yana yelled.
"Water to milk I kid you not." I nodded my head.
"Three days later sis still handicapped." Paris widened her eyes.
"I will make everyday his birthday if I get fucked like that." I dry humped the air.
"He was in it like that?!" Amethyst yelled.
"Yessss." I dragged.
"Why you being weird to me!?!" Paris co-signed.
"EGYPT FUCK MY FOOD AT?!" I heard him yell.
"My owner is calling." I picked up the plate going to the living room.
"Preciate it." He nodded as I set his food down in front of him.
"I'm sorry, this enough? You need anything?" I asked.
Call it what you want, it's easy to be submissive when you got a real dominant.
"I'm straight babygirl." He picked up his fork before I kissed his cheek.
"Fuck you giving her?" DK asked.
"Nigga you beating my daughter ass? Fuck she all jolly for?" My dad mugged.
"Nah nah fuck in her water?" KJ questioned.
"Call me if you need something baby." I walked back into the kitchen.
"Okay housewife." Yana mumbled.
"I'm getting the three F's, fucked good, fed food, and flicked off." I grabbed my purse off the bar stool.
"Flicked off?" Amethyst questioned.
"Flicked off, flicking them damn 100s in my hand." I held up the stack he gave me.
"God I see what you're doing for others." Paris banged on the table.
"Either I marry this man and fuck on him for the rest of my life or, I cut his dick off so can't nobody else get it like that." I shrugged.
"It's that good?" They gasped.
"It's that good, one arm on neck one arm on frontal." I used my hands to demonstrate.
"Frontal off." Yana finished.
"He was telling me shit! He said he wanna get married, I'm married!" I yelled.
"Pftttt." Paris busted out laughing.
"If y'all don't bring y'all nasty asses on!" My dad yelled.
"It's a lifestyle." I picked up my glass walking back to the living room.
He pulled me on his lap wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Lemme get sum bae." He reached for my cup.
I handed my juice to him and he took a sip out handing it back to me.
"Heyy." Bianca walked in with V hot on her tail.
"Aw shit you pregnant?" Paris asked.
"Bit-girl hell nah." My dad shook his head.
"Why you do that Key?" I tried to get out of his grip that tightened.
"Ion like how ole bull looking at me, you see my girl." He mumbled.
"So what's the announcement?" Dee asked.
"We're engaged." She held up her finger.
My mouth dropped open as the room went dead silent.
"Um." Angel scratched her head.
"Engaged as in you finna be my step mom?" I questioned.
"Yes, but I'll never force anything." She smiled.
I actually fuck with her heavy, she not on all that extra shit. She a sweet girl, a young girl, but a sweet one.
"Okay chile." KJ mumbled like someone grandma.
"I wanted to ask Paris and Egypt will you all be my bridesmaids, along with V?" She turned towards us.
"Oh shit sure." Paris smiled and I nodded.
"Great, it's settled and shit." My dad nodded as she sat on his lap.
"Old ass man getting married and shit." Key mumbled.
"You not too far behind." Dad pointed at him and he chuckled.
"I know where I saw you, the club!" V pointed at him.
"Excuse me?" He dryly stated.
"You were with this girl, it wasn't you though." She turned towards me and frowned.
I will strangle this nigga.
"Oh I know." I nodded.
One thing I wasn't gonna do is let another female see me sweat. Not over a nigga I know is mine, and Ian one of them 'he know where home at' girls.
"You do?" Yana asked.
"I do." I shrugged.
Ian gon let no nigga cheat on me freely, this ain't that. But he's worked to make me feel secure, but I'll most definitely get the answers I want.
"Egypt." He leaned up in my ear.
"Please don't say shit to me, I really will box the fuck outta you." I moved off his lap.
"V really? You don't even know that girl." Bianca frowned.
I knew I wasn't too far off.
"Just calling it how I see it." She shrugged and I chuckled.
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Key POV
I unlocked the door and opened it letting her walk in. She set her purse down taking off her slides.
Scary ass can't bring myself to say sum.
I went to jog up the stairs picking up my pants before letting them fall again.
"Keontae get yo ass down here." I heard.
"Shit." I cussed turning back around.
"Ma'am?" I walked in the kitchen.
"Do I look like the bitch play wit?" She turned towards me.
"No ma'am." I shook my head.
Them knives too damn close to her.
"Do I look stupid?" She tilted her head.
"No ma'am." I slouched down.
"You respect me?" She arched her eyebrow.
"Yes ma'am." I nodded my head.
"SO WHY THE FUCK YOU OUT HERE EMBARRASSING ME?" She yelled and my eyes widened.
Ian no bitch, but Ima let my girl bitch me out.
"Ian mean to baby." I walked towards her.
"Keontae back the fuck up cause I will smack the fuck outta you." She said in a warning tone.
"You know I love you girl, I'm sorry." I towered over her.
"What the fuck you was doing? I'm being dead serious I will walk out on yo ass if you bullshit me." She looked at me with a mug on her face.
Most I heard this girl cuss.
"I was chilling and ole girl was throwing herself at me. I promise you Ian do no foul shit." I grabbed her hands.
"Don't lie to me Keontae, stop promising me shit you ain't doing." She snatched back from me.
"How you gon tell me what I ain't doing?" I smacked my lips.
"Back up Keontae, I'm so serious it's taking everything in me not to black on yo ass." She pushed me back.
"Come on na, Ian do you like that." I shook my head.
"I'm taking yo bitch ass words over that broad, shit still ain't sweet." She walked out.
"Who a bitch Egypt?" I followed.
She ignored me going up the stairs going into the bedroom. I followed her seeing her go into the closet.
"Woah fuck you doing?" I saw her put clothes in her bag.
"Back up bro." She mumbled.
"Nah you ain't leaving me, hell wrong wit you?" I went and reached for it before she went and pushed me back.
"I am, let me be Keontae. I'm done, I'm tired." She zipped up the bag.
"You ain't done, fuck you got going on?" I snatched it from her hands.
"Gimme my bag bro, moveeee." She huffed.
"I said I'm sorry E." I looked down at her.
"I don't care, you always sorry I hate yo ass so much." Her voice cracked.
"I'm sorry mamas, come on." I opened my arms.
"No, stop." She pushed me back.
"Don't leave me, I'll give you space or whatever but don't leave me man." I grabbed her.
"I'm sleeping in-"
"I'll sleep in the guest room, just calm down man." I sighed.
"Lemme go." She mumbled.
I let her go and she walked away leaving me standing there.
"Fuck man." I ran my hands down my face.
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we going for 2 on em😩