-nov,6,2014(let's pretend jey in 2014 is jey 2023)
-Merck's house.
-10:54 pm.
-MONDAY NIGHT RAW.
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merci's pajamas.
merci's hair ^
MERCI'S POV.
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so me and jey.. have been coparenting quite well.. recently it's like .. it's nice being cordial w him.. but I miss his mean words. he ain't been this nice to me in a year I guess.
I was watching Monday night raw .. I ain't watched wrestling ina min. I so happen to watch it today and boy.
was this.. let's just say waterfall noises lol.
I was watching the match .. I'll make sure to text Seth and make sure his health was okay he was definitely one of my closest friends .
I was squeezing my legs tighter when I seen jey.
his grillz.. his blue hair.. his tattoos.. how he looked when angry.. how he would look at the "emo faction" is what he calls them when they tried to mess w the folks he loved..
He was getting to me again.. I then went deep into thought reminiscing the times we've had intercourse.. and boy.. no one could do it like him.
I was watching my baby daddy on tv .
he looked so damn fine beating niggas up .. he can come best this p-.. anyways.. I heard my phone ring.
It was a FaceTime from the same man I was just talking about.
I sighed and picked up the phone.
J:"yeeet. you up?" he said in that sexy voice of his.
M:" .. I mean if I wasn't I wouldn't have answered.." she said looking at him through the phone tiredness written all over his face.
J:" leni sleep..?" he questioned raising an eyebrow.
Merci had gotten up and sat her phone down in her bathroom to do her night routine before replying " yeah.. she was with trin & Jon all day.." merci giggled a little .
J:"oh yeah them muhfuckas tired my babygirl out.. " he said biting his lip staring at merci ms body.
M:" joshua.. i can feel you staring stop it.."
J:" why i needa stop..you act like I ain't seen you ass naked befo.." he said with a slight smirk.
Real hitta-kodak black .
"Yeah
Baby, I'm a certified smacker
Plies, Kodak
I'm a real deal sniper, ya nah I mean?
Yeah, yeah
I know you ain't never been with no real hitter
No real nigga
I'm talm 'bout like, a nigga that really got a sack though
I'm talm 'bout like bein' cuffed by the boss and not the runner (2-3-9-5-4)
Yeah, that way"
me and jey had looked at each other as soon as we heard this .. this is the song that bought us together .
jey looked at me .. he was making sure to roam everywhere with his eyes. He had his phone set up he was laying down gold chain & grillz in .
"
Have you ever made love to a real hitter? (Yeah)
A nigga that always in the field, probably finessin'
Probably out here drug dealin' (I wanna know)
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby"
I started singling along to the song.. jey was singing with me .. ima love you like I might die tomorrow.. that's the part that got us the most.
"I done came back from pissin' inside the Trump hotel
'Fore I take it in, I got to catch me one more sale
Name saved up under "Febreze" 'cause she ain't got no smell
I can hit it from the back, ain't got to hold my breath
All these hundreds on me got me startin' to look like a scammer
All that ass she got back there startin' to look like a pamper
Pull up on your ass with a bag just like I'm Santa
Plug name Julio but he don't play for Atlanta
The only millionaire you know that wear Dope Boy Ree's
You ain't never fucked a nigga that had this much cheese
I'm just tryna run you crazy like they tried Kanye
Treat you like the mailman, make you come once a day (yeah)"
Jey looked at me .. he showed off his grillz a lil with that smirk as I heard a low groan from him .
"fuck.." he groaned out quietly .
"Have you ever made love to a real hitter? (Yeah)
A nigga that always in the field, probably finessin'
Probably out here drug dealin' (I wanna know)
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby"
I was finishing up my face as I finished brushing my teeth as well smiling a little.
to be honest jey .. I do love him a lot.. when I was having constant panic attacks he'd help me back to back to back.. he really was the only one to calm me down and deal with my temper...
we bump heads so easily..
but.. maybe trin is right he loves me just as much as I love him..
I'm not giving in first.
"Baby, you know I'm out here in these streets, I gotta get it
If I ain't on the corner, I'm in the 'yo, bae, I be busy
But you gotta pray for me 'cause these niggas be hatin' in my city
And you gotta thank God everyday he be lettin' you be with me
I'ma get in that lil' pussy like I'm just gettin' outta prison
And word around town, he bagged a nigga but he didn't
I'm Sniper Gang baby, I got more stripes than the Navy
And ain't nothin' changed because I motherfuckin' made it
I'm a real hitter, I'm a real nigga, I'ma treat you like a lady
I'm a real hitter, so every pistol I got, it ain't on safety
And if I ain't call your back, then bae, I'm gettin' to that money
But I'ma come through, and I'ma fuck ya like the police lookin' for me"
I sighed and looked at my body feeling a little disgusted.. I held back some tears and smiled a little .. I gotta be strong for my baby girl.
" merci.. why yo face scrunch up like that.. what you disgusted at..?" he said looking at me through the phone.
"Have you ever made love to a real hitter? (Yeah)
A nigga that always in the field, probably finessin'
Probably out here drug dealin' (I wanna know)
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby
(Baby, you ain't never been with no real hitter like that)
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby (yeah)"
"insecurities ..that's all don't worry about it.." she said to him .
yet jey knew. he knew her more then she knew herself.
he was doing something .. he went on pause for a minute.
"I get your hair done so much, they start to think you a beautician
These lil' niggas tryna come up, only reason they diss me
Your last man bought you bebe but I'll buy you Givenchy
Biggest thing he ever did for you was take you to chili's
Keep a bank in my pocket, call me plies Fargo
Sex game undefeated, think I'm a hundred to nought
I don't go nowhere for free, if you got a check, I'll go
Your last man, he was petty, tell him I said so
I be hustling so hard, I lose track of the days
That lil' pussy was so sorry, I called it minimum wage
'Fore you leave this earth, baby, you better get you a hitter
Talkin' one that got a bag and drop that rod like a killer, yeah"
"alright.. you got deliveries in the morning.. but please go to sleep on the phone w me so I won't be lonely merci.. please.." he asked softly.
I finished my night routine and nodded slowly taking my phone with me as I snuggled into bed putting him where he could see my face.. we just started at each other..
"good night.. baby.." he said in that sexy voice of his.
I was half sleep not sure if I heard this right but I smiled and mumbled a good night before drifting off to sleep.
"I just wanna know
Have you ever made love to a real hitter?"-kodak .
A/N: THAT WAS A GOOOODDD 1470 WORDSSSS OMLLL HE LOOKED SO DAMN GOOD TONIGHT ARE YALL READY FOR WARGAMES? I AM MY MAN N HIS FOLKS VS THE RMO FACTION.