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// 𝘼𝙩𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖, 𝙂𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙖 //
// 𝙈𝙖𝙮 20, 2019 //

// 𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙂𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 //
// 𝙉𝘽𝘼 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙗𝙤𝙮 //

"Ian come here for to argue with yo ugly ass, I came here cause Onika said I had to." I mugged Kenneth.

"As if I give a fuck nigga. Why she ain't come?" He rose an eyebrow.

"That ain't ya business." I mumbled leaning back in my seat. "What you want with her?"

"That ain't yo business nigga, I want her to come NOT you." He shrugged.

"Well that's too damn bad because she can't get out of bed right now. My dick got her legs hurting." I chuckled, knowing he'd get mad.

I mean it's true.

"You fucking lying." He stood up quick as fuck and i smiled standing him as we stood face to face.

"Ian got no reason to lie. My nigga I snatched up yo ex wife, how it feel?" I taunted him seeing him grow mad by the second.

Been wanting to finish beating this nigga ass.

Ion know what he wants with Onika but he can forget about it.

"Keep fucking playing me like I'm a bitch and imma kill yo ass then be the father to yo child." His smile grew.

I bawled my fist up throwing a punch at his making his face turn as he spit out blood.

In maybe under a second he was throwing a punch back at me and we started fighting just like that.

He punched me in my face as I tasted blood coming from my lip as I threw punches back at him not stopping.

I was walking up on him, as he kept backing up.

Suddenly felt somebody from behind me try to push me to the ground and that's when I realized he had his friends here.

Was he tryna trap Onika?

Good thing I brought the gang wimme, they should be coming any second now.

Almost on cue, the door busted open and Ben and Babyjoe pointed they guns at them.

"AYE IMMA NEED YOU PUSSY ASS NIGGAS TO GET THE FUCK BACK" I heard Babyjoe laugh as I felt for my gun on my side.

Grabbing it, I pointed it directly in front of Kenneth face. "Nigga I should kill you."

"You must think I'm stupid?" He chuckled wiping his bleeding mouth as he pulled out a gun pointing it at me.