𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙳𝚎𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗
𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚎, 𝙻𝙰
♫: 𝙳-𝙿: 𝙽𝚋𝚊 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚘𝚢
"Why you writin' her?" I snatched my arm away from a crying Iyanna walking over to the other side of the living room so she could stop touching me.
"Kentrell this isn't right and you know it's not!" She cried harder, dramatically sliding herself down the wall pulling her knees to her chest.
"Answer my question Iyanna or get tha' fuck!" I glared, she sniffled lowly before beginning to speak "Kentrell I thought we were married, we have a family, we have Kj! Why are you doing this to Me" she quivered and my eyebrows immediately shot up.
"Say, Iyanna when you gave me that ring back months ago and said you ain't want no dealings wit' me! I said get the fuck I don't want you no more and you left!" I lashed out.
hearing the girl trying to guilt trip me made me mad, especially with her lies knowing that all these hoes do is lie for the internet and forget their reality. I'm the reality
"We ain't no fuckin' family mane, I don't deal with you unless it's fa' my child allat other shi? Mane a nigga ain't worried bout' that you come hea' to fuck and leave nun more" I finished smacking my teeth when her lips started to quiver once more.
"You sitting here crying cause' you ain't expect me to say nun' about this shit because you really sit up here and do this to every girl I'm seen wit' she ain't that tho' so calm down fa' I send her up here for playin' on ha top anyways" I narrowed my eyes at her before walking off leaving her on the living room floor to cry.
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Kentrell sat on his bed contemplating if he even wanted to dial the girl's number, with how she acted the girl might try to twist the whole situation as he was 'calling to check on her' which would never be the reality.
But he needed to let people know to stop playing with his Moura cause she ain't one of his groupie hoes the girl was a real woman and was fighting anybody who said sum' bout her and he ain't want her to be fighting like that.
Making up his mind, he pulled out his phone dialing the number who he hadn't dialed in a long time despite what the girl said on the internet.
The call connected after the first ring
"Hello!" Arabian spoke with obvious excitement spilling out her mouth "Say, lemme ask you sum" Kentrell spoke and the line went silent which meant for him to talk.
"You know Amoura?" Kentrell asked catching the girl by surprise "No.." she mumbled, slightly embarrassed he was mentioning another girl to him instead of what she wanted to hear.
"𝙾𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚗𝚘𝚠?" Kentrell thought to himself before laughing out loud.
"Oh, forreal?" He asked sarcastically "Yeah kentrell ion' know who that is, why?" She replied, nervously bringing her bottom lip in between her teeth, knowing how the man gets when he is mad.
"Say, Arabian you text ha' phone again on some dicked out ass shit like that again ima' fuck you up, on boo bitch! Ima' fuck you up bad li' funky bitch keep playin' these internet games you gone see" He flashed out hanging up the phone knowing his message got where it needed to be.
Why was he defending the girl so hard? He didn't know he ain't never defended anybody from his li' hoes he usually let them argue but he fw Amoura too much to let people play with her.
He sat there in deep thought but a loud ring cut his thoughts short making him clench his jaw hoping the girl wasn't calling back.
"Hello," He answered not looking down at the phone while he lit his 3rd cigarette of the day. "Kentrell" Amouras voice spoke making him immediately pick his phone up putting it to his ear.
"Yes, pretty lady?" He responded, "I miss Horace!" She whined and he smacked his lips "You called me fa' that?" He raised an eyebrow, placing the cigarette back in his mouth "No, I was tryna tell you I made some gumbo" she replied and a big smile wiped across the man's face at the words.
"You made a lot?" He asked excitedly already having a plan in his head "Yes, and I made a bowl of fruit for you" she cheesed and he did the same "I'm finna make my way over there with somebody" He said before ending the call.
Making a few clicks on his phone he pulled up his "𝟺𝚔𝚝𝚋𝚋𝚐" group chat and pressed FaceTime waiting for everybody to join.
"Li' brudda" Ten yelled when he joined "Fuck you want?" Joe mugged as everyone else connected.
"Who outchea' wit' me?" Kentrell asked wanting the men to come over to Amoura's house with him "Shi' everybody except Joe and 3Three of course" Big b said making everybody laugh at the true statement.
"Swang' by my house we finna eat good today!" Kentrell exclaimed "Oh fashooo" Ten yelled jumping up out of his bed "Mane yall always wan' do shit when I'm not there" Joe smacked his lips "Cause you ain't never here" Kentrell mugged and Joe waved him off.
"We finna slide give me 30" Big B spoke before disconnecting from the call "20" "25" Ten and Xo added before the call ended.
Kentrell stood up from his bed slipping his phone inside his pocket and made his way downstairs.
"Kentrell" Iyanna whispered walking up to him but he pushed her away and went to go sit on the couch.
"Ion want you here" He spoke up after minutes of silence "Kentrell just talk to me you know how we do this, let's not" she scolded and he chuckled.
"What you wan' talk about ya?" He asked curiously because there was really nothing to talk about "Us and You and that girl Kentrell"
"Bet"
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"Why you take so fucking long?! And who the hell is y'all?" Amoura scolded swinging her door open shocked to see 4 other men standing behind kentrell.
"I'm sorry pretty girl they took a hour" Kentrell smiled walking in the door the 4 men trailing behind him, confused but not surprised since Kentrell always was with different women.
"Y'all ain't gone say 'Hello' just walk in?" Amoura looked at the unknown men who stopped in their tracks "My bad, call me Ten baby" Ben smirked holding his arms out "Not happening" she chuckled turning away.
"Xo!" "Big B"
"You ca' call me kd but if that's too basic daddy could de- Shut the fuck up nigga" She cut kd off and he scoffed walking away from her to sit on the couch.
"Call Horace for me Kentrell" Amoura called out to the man who sat on the couch "Yes ma'am" he mumbled pulling out his phone dialing the man's number.
"Y'all hungry?" She asked the other men who all nodded "ima make plates cause y'all ain't finna take all my crab! I got cornbread too" She said walking to the kitchen kentrell following behind her.
"I miss you bitch" Kentrell laughed showing all of his Diamond teeth as he watched the younger man playfully show off his shoe collection "Shoula' kidnapped Moura cause how she gone make that when I leave" Horace smacked his lips.
"Here Amoura" Kentrell handed the phone as he stood behind her wrapping his arms around her waist "Horace!" Amoura yelled angrily setting up the phone so she could finish making plates.
"Yes, pretty lady?" He answered looking at her through the camera "Order me a new couch you spilled that fucking juice on it!" She screeched and Horace laughed at how dramatic the girl was being.
"You could only see it if you staring hard but it's ight' Moura I'll send you the money" He chuckled causing a immediate smile to spread across her face "You can see it nigga my couch white!" She finished setting down the plates on the table.
"I gotchu' pretty girl" He smiled "Yb" he called making Kentrell grab the phone "hm" The older raised his head trying to see what the boy wanted.
"You payin' fa her couch" Horace told him and he nodded not really caring "Stacey left me" Horace announced and kentrell looked down at the phone studying the man's face to see if he was joking and he definitely wasn't.
"What you do!" Kentrell questioned "The bitch swear up and down Me and Amoura got sum' goin' on and you tryna cover up for Me" He explained and Kentrell bust out laughing.
"Oh noo stacey" he laughed even more hearing Horace smack his lips "it's ight' cause' guess who finna come back out there!" Horace smirked "Ou bitch! You cumin' back? It ain't been nothing but 2 days"
"Next week"
"Fa' what?" Kentrell asked already knowing the answer "Fa' that fine li' bitch and I gotta show in New Orleans" he answered and Kentrell nodded walking over to the table so he could eat.
"We thuggin' then" Kentrell nodded and Horace followed after before hanging up.
"How old is you girl! This shit too good?!" Ten groaned whilst stuffing his face with the food "18" she replied sitting down on Kentrell's lap who wrapped one of his arms around her waist to keep her in place.
"18?" Kd raised his eyebrow before looking over at Kentrell who stayed quiet while he ate "Thought you was done with the NbaYounggirls" He joked and everyone but Kentrell laughed.
"What you sayin" Kentrell looked up at kd who immediately put his hands up "My fault slime" Kd laughed going back to eating for the nigga get angry fr.
"I got school tomorrow" Amoura pouted diverting her eyes to the man who was under her "Wan' me to take you?" He asked "Hell nah I'ma get jumped you know how them yb fans is" She scrunched up her face at the thought.
"Ight' if you need sum' when you there call me" He reminded her "Wick comin' next week"
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𝙸𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎