WARNING> *A lot of foolishness*
*This story is actually better when you listen to the songs*
But anyways, why ya'll niggas still beneficial?
(This is about how you and Kobe can't move forward into a relationship fast enough, not knowing why...)
These niggas just left to go where? Miami bruh..i'm mad because I didn't want Kobe to leave me, as much as being mad because now I'm here with Derek. Imma try and avoid him while I can because I know he knows Kobe and Jaiden are gone so he's going to take advantage of that opportunity to get at me in any freakin' way.
Tylasia- "I needa stop smokin'". I said looking down at the blunt on side of me on the bed Kobe be sleepin' in.
Tylasia- "But my mouth don't!". I said giggling loudly to myself, grabbing a blunt sheet quickly rolling it up. I turned on "Hands To 2 Feet" by Tweeday & Level, not caring if I wanted to be in the high vibe mode or turnt up. I was on the bed dancing smoking the blunt, dropping ashes everywhere. This was one of my songs by him and I love it so I had to use my most energy I had to dance to this. I think I kinda took my mind off of Kobe for a minute, until I heard a knock. I opened the door and now ya'll should know why my mind went back to Kobe now||
Derek- "Hey". He said smiling lightly, trying to come into the room on the slick.
Tylasia- "Nigga, get the f*ck--". I tried to push him out the room as I was talking, but this crust bucket grabbed my hand, and basically pushed both of us in the room.
Derek- "Oouh, I like this song". He said looking around.
Tylasia- "Nigga, you is a f*cking b*tch, what kinda friend does this to his friend?". I said watching where his eyes was traveling, and why did it lead me to my titties?
Derek- "How Kobe got baby powder on the bed?". He said smiling, I was starting to think I needa to get him out of here before somebody pass by and think I was lying about him coming on to me, he was in here too long anyway.
Tylasia- "Nigga, get yo stanky a** out of here". I said using all of my strength to push him out the room. He fumbled out of the room, and I hurried and closed the door behind him. He was knocking on the door loudly making me uncomfortable, i climbed right back in the bed sitting hugging Kobe's pillow. I don't like being trapped in a room because I'm scared. My blunt was basically done for and I didn't even realize it, when I dropped it and Derek pushed me in the room, he smushed it. Another adrenaline rush came through me just like any other time like this and I unlocked the door sprinting through the hall, going to the 1st floor to go to Derek's room and climbed on his back, I kinda felt like an addict beating somebody ass because they trashed my smoke.
Derek- "Ahh---bitc--oop, bae! Ow!". He was flinching as I was hitting him in the head. The hits couldn't be hurting that much if he was gon' play with me and call me bae. He made me even mad calling me that, because Kobe don't even call me bae, this nigga was dusty as f*ck. I hopped off his back and jumped down under him, and did a weak ass uppercut, I was so mad I was missing hits, and it just made me even more mad each time, so I gave up, all out of my breath, leaving the room, as I felt his eyes on my ass, but I was too tired to react to his bullsh*t. I ran back outside to go to the 2nd floor, until I saw the sunset. I started to think *ouuh, I could chill out here with my music*, smiling, but then I checked my pockets and saw I didn't have it so I yelled out loud in anger and my fists was balled up too, as I was walking inside the room, ready to lay my mad ass down, wondering on if I was going to call Kobe and tell him Derek f*cking with me again.
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