๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ƒ๐ข๐จ๐ซ

By hennessydior

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august 1, 2020 - november 20, 2020. More

๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ฅโœจ
๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ'๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 1
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 2
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 5
๐“ฆ๐“ธ๐“ธ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 6
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 7
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 9
๐”๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐’๐œ๐ก๐ž๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐žโœจ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 10
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 11
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 18
๐“ฆ๐“ธ๐“ธ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 19
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๐”๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐’๐œ๐ก๐ž๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐žโœจ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 25
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 26
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 27
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๐”๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐’๐œ๐ก๐ž๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐žโœจ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 31
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 49
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 51
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 52
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 53
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 54
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 55
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 56
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 57
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 58
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 60
๐€๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ž โœจ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 61
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 65
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 66
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 68
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 71
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐”๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐žโœจ
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 71
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 72
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 76
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 77
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๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 85
๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 86
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๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌโœจ

๐•ฎ๐–๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–Š๐–— 67

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By hennessydior

{Bashar}
~Kayla's House~
||10:45 P.M||
-Saturday-

Took me 2 days to open them envelopes Diamond gave to me.

Kayla was sleep so I went in the living room to open them, didn't wanna wake ha ass up cause I open dem bitches loud as fuck for some reason.

It was the 10k I gave her. Why she won't take free money? Being difficult.

I got my phone out of my pocket calling Tre.

:hello?
:aye-damn nigga why you breathing so hard?
:whatcha need?
:where Diamond apartment at?
:******* apartment 34 upstairs
:alright-

He hung up in my face. When I see him ima smhack em.
~~~
-Diamond's Apartment-
~~~
I think this the right apartment.

I knocked on her door waiting for her to answer.

"Who is it?"

"Bashar?"

"The fuck-who gave you my address"

"The boogie man-you gone open the door?"

"I can't"

"Why?"

"Cause the door stuck"

"Unlock it and I'll open it"

She cracked the door sticking her head out not showing ha body.

"Whatcha need?"

"Left yo lipgloss at my house" I pointed out lifting up a bag.

"I had got all my lipgloss"

"These the ones I took"

She reached her hand out as I pulled the bag outta her reach.

"I can't come in?"

"Ian tripping over no lipgloss-

I stopped her from closing the door with my foot holding the bag out.

She grabbed it and closed the door. Damn can't even get a goodbye or none shiii. Ian tripping though...lemme stop-I'm tripping hard as fuck.

Been in my feelings lately bout ha ass...got me feelings some type of way...just a feeling that won't leave.

Just thinking...going through my head hard as fuck...shoot the lock off and kidnap ha ass...or just walk away. I looked at the ground taking a deep breath.

{Diamond}
~Apartment~
||11:34 P.M||
-Saturday-

I reached in the bag seeing the some envelopes, then opened it seeing some money.

"Dis motherfucker-

I opened the door all the way seeing his head pop up.

Damn I forgot I wasn't wearing none.

He looked me up and down biting his bottom lip with a aggressive look.

"Keep yo got damn money-

His tall ass walked in grabbing my neck kissing me making me drop the envelopes.

For a moment I was enjoying it but then I realized...this motherfucker got a whole baby mama....like go back home before her and that baby get worried.

I tried pushing him back but his grip on my neck only got tighter while he closed my door.

"Mo-

Couldn't even talk for real. I put my hands on his chest as his body got closer to mine.

"Please stop blocking me out"

My back hit the wall with his hand still on my neck.

"Get the fuck-

"Please...."

He looked down at me rubbing his thumb on the side of my neck looking down at...you know what he was looking at.

"Go back to yo baby mama" I commanded.

His gripped kept getting tighter then loose-it was on and off.

Ouuu he mad.

I got picked up and pinned on the wall getting my chest kissing on.
~~~
Y'all know what happened that night.
~~~
I woke up with my head on of his back with nothing on.

Damn my dumb ass...Ian felt that feeling in a long time but Ian complaining.

His phone caught my attention on my nightstand, then it started ring.

Bae🥰

Figured.

I got up covering myself with the covers hitting the back of his head.

"Yo what the fuck?" He mumbled still laying down.

"Yo baby mama calling you-I think she worried"

He looked up at his phone rubbing his face.

"Gone on ova there and go fuck ha next" I claimed covering my breast with the covers more.

"Yo don't start" he commanded putting his head back in the pillow.

"Get cha ass up before you make ha mad"

"......"

I shook his arm-like get yo ass up.

"Ayooo you don't hear me?"

"Take yo ass to sleep"

"Ya baby mama just called-

"Stop calling her that"

"Yo wife just called get up before you have her and that baby worried-

"Yo stop pointing out the obvious!" He yelled getting up.

"Ouuu you big mad ain't it"

"Bruh shut the fuck up" he commanded putting his pants on. Instead of having sex wit his ass I should've been on some city girl shit, swiper no swiper type shit.

"Get out yo feelings hoe" I sung getting my neck grab. Like I said his bitch ass gone get enough of grabbing my neck.

"Chill the fuck out"

I blinked my eyes slowly with a "you must be crazy if you think I'm bout to listen to yo ass" look while raising an eyebrow.

"Stop bringing me den envelopes"

"Keep it"

"Ion want em"

"Ain't no option"

"It is today"

"Says?"

"Papi Locasta"

"Get the fuck out my face"

He gave me that aggressive look.

"I'm just playing"

"I thought so"

I rolled my eyes while he let go of my neck.

"Yo...ima be honest and get dis shit off my chest"

"...."

"Ion wanna see you no more..."

"Yes the fuck you do"

"I'm dead ass"

He stood there buckling his belt up. "I'm not bout to get up out yo life so get that up off yo head"

"Well I'm finna move to a different city I got the money to-

"No the FUCK you not"

"Who is you to order me bout my life decision though?"

"You being straight up petty-

"Yo why is you still stuck on me?! Like yo you got a whole girlfriend that loves yo ass to death and worried about you-DEN y'all got a baby on the way-do you not know how special that shit is? But here you are already fucking cheating-shii probably fucked some other hoe at them clubs you always at-

He stepped in front of me which made me pause, then put on that aggressive look.

He squatted down to my size.

"I am not bout to stop fucking wit you. When I see you ima say hey, if you don't say dat shit back ima smhack. When I was bye you gone say bye back-and if you don't do dat ima stomp you-ya heard?"

Dis motherfucker...
~~~
Ion know why but when he left I just broke down...like how his lil hoe ass managed to get a bitch pregnant-did he not feel any grief when we broke up?

Then he had the nerve to label her as that and still have sex with me. I should of answered that phone...nevermind I take at back Ian bout to bring negative energy in they relationship. He should have the right to see his child, and ion wanna fuck that up for him.

All his bitch want is ass...watch how be bout to go over there and fuck that lil hoe-and if I see ha ass-damn can't hit a pregnant lady-lemme stop being bipolar.

....but damn he really got a baby on the way.

Not even gone give him no more negative energy just gone congratulate him-cause like that's a big goal for a person...some people.
~~~
-Car-
~~~
Really didn't feel like getting dressed today but I put some effort in it as always.

I got in my car starting it up with them envelopes filled with money in the passenger seat.

{Bashar}
~Kayla's House~
||11:34 A.M||
-Sunday-

Can't even be mad at Makayla.

"Where the fuck you been?"

"Watch yo profanity it's not good for the baby nor soul-

"Don't try and give me no lecture where you been?"

"I went to my house"

She looked at me like she knew I was lying.

I mean I was but where the trust at?

"Mmhmm"

I grabbed her waist pulling her towards me.

"You trust me?"

"...yeah..."

"Thank you..."

She looked up at me and smiled giving me a kiss. I forgot to kiss back so I just played along and smiled.

My phone started ringing.

Dillion🔗

:hello?
:nigga where you at?
:baby mama house whats that?
:bring yo retarded ass down here-like I'm real deal bout to beat yo ass-it's been months and you still ain't figure it out or a solution
:nigga what happen?
:some bull shit just happened nigga come on hurry up bruh

I hung up putting my phone in my pocket.

"Last time and I'm in for today"

She looked at me and pouted crossing her arms.

I gave ha a kiss smiling walking out.

Oop.

Got damn.

I forgot.

She got Diamond pussy lips juice up on her mouth-ouuuuu my dumb ass.
~~~
-Trap-
~~~
I opened the door seeing all dem niggas I'm the living room drinking and smoking.

"I call dis meeting today for a certain reason and to call out all you dumb ass motherfuckers that's in dis room" Dillion pointed out. "Pop here had sex with Diamond"

Hold on.

"Nigga how the fuck you know that?"

"Kayla came down here asking for you and we said we don't know. Then Tre came down here so we asked him where yo I was and he said he don't know all you asked for was Diamond address-and that my friend is how I know yo lil horny ass had sex"

Damn.

"Shiii-he smarter den all of us" DeonTre pointed out laughing getting hit side the head by Dillion with a soft ruler.

"Ok man I did-but when Kayla have that baby that's it I'm done with her"

"How you even know that baby yours?"

"I was the only person she fucked-

"Nigga nawl hell yo dumb ass wasn't-that was Tyrone bitch-!"

"DAYUMMMM" Ion know but they reaction had me dead ass laughing inside but then again I was shocked.

"Just found out a few months ago"

"Hold on...you telling me that's Tyrone baby mama?"

"Nigga she wasn't no virgin-Tyrone beat dat ass before you!"

"Nigga I probably nutted in ha though-!"

"I WAS WAITING FOR YO BITCH ASS TO SAY YOU WAS GONE GET A DNA TEST!"

It got quiet then.

"Dayum-we dumber dem a motherfucker" Quit said.

"On god-why ween think of that?" Pimp added.

Oh. My-God.

My jaw dead ass dropped as I covered my face.

Just had a strong ass feeling that baby wasn't mine...Dillion smart as fuck.

"Hold yo bitch ass knew all dis and waited almost-like 3 months till the due date?"

"You had to learn a lesson homie...can't go around and keep fucking these hoes knowing the girl you wit in love wit cha"

I hate it when he say some inspiring shit like that especially when he right.

"Ayo can I tag along I wanna see her reaction?" Pimp asked.

"On god-take me to" Rico added getting up.

"Needed a ride anyway"

"Wait yeen got no car?" Pimp asked.

"Not right now"

"Who car you driving right now?"

"Hers"

"Awww"

My dumb ass...she really got some money up outta me ova a child that ain't mine. Wonder how Ty crippled ah gone feel when he got a child on the way that's almost due.

How come Ian think of no DNA test?

And how come the people in the comments ain't think of it either?
~~~
-Kayla's House-
~~~
Just gone walk in dis bitch, ask for a DNA test then walk out.

Dillion followed me in his car while Pimp and Rico rode wit me.

"Y'all motherfuckers stay here" I commanded getting out. "We just came for the wind homie" Rico responded.

Dillion hard headed ass followed me in anyway.

I knocked on the door until she opened it.

"Damm baby yeen hear me saying I'm coming-? Who dem boys is?" she asked looking out the door. I pushed ha in trying to be gentle signaling Dillion to close the door.

"What?"

"You real deal gone fucking play me like that?"

"What is you talking about?"

"Dat fucking baby"

"What about her?"

"That baby ain't mine"

"Oh wow I felt you was at that girl house-now she got you bout to walk out on me and yo daughter-you really bout to let dat bitch get in yo-

Ion know...ion think I was wrong for grabbing ha neck...but I was.

"Yo pop chill" Dillion said.

"Stop calling ha a bitch. Who baby it is? Mine or Tyrones?!"

"Ian never fuck wit Tyrone!"

"Yo pop-

I cut Dillion off backing her up.

"You gone still tryna lie? Bitch I caught yo ass-just tell the truth!"

"It's not Tyrone's baby-Ian never fuck Tyrone" she stated grabbing my arm trying move it.

"I want a DNA test"

"Baby-

"Yo pop-!"

I let go of her throat-so fucking close to throwing ha ass on the floor.

"Get dressed"

"Bashar it's your-

"Yo just get dressed! Lemme be sure before I start doing stupid shit!"

"Why you can't believe me-!"

"Cause you fucking lying talm bout the baby mine!"

"It is! Why you denying it?! All because of that girl getting in yo head-?!"

"Shut the fuck up for I smhack you cause yo I had me waisting 5 fucking months with yo ass when I could've of been wit the bitch I wanted to be wit!"

She looked at me as ha eyes got watery. Don't nobody give ah damn bout dem watery eyes shiii.

I went and sat down on the couch fixing my chain.

"Yo...bro..."

"What?"

"You can't put yo hand on a female"

"You acting like I was choking her"

"Ion know I can't tell-you was pretty damn mad"

"I got every right to be"

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