Passionate •• NBA Youngboy •• Completed

Chapter 36

•• Maryland, Baltimore ••
•• July 12, 2020 ••

•• Adorn Philips ••

"You NOT wearing that shit Adorn." Kentrell shooked his head.

I chuckled. "But I am."

We were basically going out to the beach today, not to get in, but just to hang there.

It had been days since that commotion happened with Jazz and Monique.

And let's just say, Monique ain't make it out.

And Three took it a lil hard but he understood what she did, because she basically turned on him too.

And as for everybody else, we just been cooling.

Ben got rid of that big braces hoe, and been focusing more on Adira.

They not public of course, but private life is the best life.

Herm is dead, nigga been dead.

Kentrell trust issues got worse behind that situation.

"What makes you think I won't fuck you up?" He asked coming behind me.

"Never said you wouldn't baby." I smiled.

"Take this shit off then, and change." He said. "It's so easy, why you being so hardheaded?"

"Because I don't wanna wear a lot of clothes." I pouted and he smacked his lips.

"Stop pouting ma." He kissed my lips. "More changing less pouting."

"No." I said and ran out the room closing the door right behind me.

That'll give me some time to get away, that bowlegged ass nigga run fast as fuck.

"I just know youngboy ain't let you out wearing that." Joe laughed and I took his blunt.

"Mhmm." I hummed. "He didn't butttt I think I'll be okay."

"No you won't." They all said.

"He finna beat yo ass." Kd laughed.

"What's wrong with her outfit? I think its cute." Vee smiled.

"Same, I like it." I agreed.

"Showing too much skin and I bet youngboy ain't gone like it." Boomer said.

"Ohhhh." Vee mumbled.

Nigga so overprotective, he'll kill a nigga for looking at me too long.

And don't let somebody smile at me, oh you dead.

"Bring yo ass." Kentrell came out of nowhere, picking me up and carrying me to the room.

Damn, where the fuck he come from.