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REQUEST : -LUVDOAH
also before we start keep in mind this does
contain slurs : n word & some w the hard - er.
so please please don't start with "i'm not black"
this is specifically focusing on black women <33
don't take that away from us please. you can read even if you aren't black. idrc tbh.
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y/n's pov
my head rests on vinnie's shoulder as we all sit in the living room trying to film a youtube video. being part of the hype house isn't as fun as you'd think it'd be.
"okay first question is for y/n. why aren't you dating somebody who's black, wouldn't your parents not like you dating out of your race? well i mean parent" thomas 'corrects' himself. "uhm they both don't care who i date, as long as i'm happy."
everybody slowly nods their head before going onto the next question. "this one is also for y/n, have you ever gave vinnie the n word pass?" i stare at them for a few seconds, not sure if they're joking or not.
"are you serious or...?" i question. "yes, it's a question the fans asked." i wonder if that's even the truth. "just ask another question" vinnie steps in. "fine. is it true you guys met because she stole her best friend's boyfriend."
i look down and sigh waiting for vinnie to answer. however, he says nothing. "no, it's not true. they were never dating and she had another boy friend at the time. we met through mutual friends" i say.
michael speaks, "but she said that's what happened? how do you think this relationship is gonna work if how y'all got together was because he cheated." i turn my head at vinnie who seems so nonchalant about everything.
"it's gonna work because that's not even how we got together. you believe her even though it's not the truth and everybody knows that" i begin to slowly lose my patience. "i just don't like you to be honest. i'm sorry but vinnie can do better" nikita shrugs.
i snap my head in her direction, "i know you're not talking." "what's that supposed to mean?" she sneers. "you should be the last person talking right now. don't let me get onto you" i scoff making her roll her eyes.
"vinnie couldn't have picked somebody less ghetto..." she mumbles. "what's that supposed to mean?" vinnie puts his arm in front of me trying to stop me from doing anything. "and you, why aren't you saying anything" i tell him.
"because the questions are about you and not him" thomas says the 'obvious'
"well one, they're some terrible questions. there's literally thousands of other questions and those are the ones you choose to use. you know what you're doing. and two, who was talking to you" i peer at all of them.
"nobody but i'm talking to you, am i not?" he responds back. michael taps his shoulder whispering "don't even say anything back before she says what we're asking is 'racist'"
"never said that nor thought it. it's just weird... who asks those kind of questions. it seems a bit stereotypical" my voice laced with annoyance. "they're fucking questions, get over it. not everything has to do with race and no we're not racist. we're friends with you soo.." nikita adds in making me laugh sarcastically.
vinnie literally does nothing but sit there. "see vinnie, you could've had anybody but you chose her. do better. you know you can do better, so why not do it?" she keeps talking. "bitch and you wanna be black. shut up. why are you even letting them talk to your girlfriend like that?" i switch my attention from her to vinnie.
he shrugs and sits back, "they kind of have a point y/n..." i frown trying to think if i'm hearing this correctly. "vinnie what? who in fucks name asks 'have you ever gave him the n word pass' and 'wouldn't your parents not like you dating somebody out of your race'? IT'S STEREOTYPICAL and weird!"
"you're looking too deep into it, just relax. you're really starting to look like one of them.." he's quick to cover his mouth as the last few words leave his mouth. "look like one of them? hmm, so that's how you feel... interesting" i chuckle.
malu then puts in her unneeded two cents, "nigga shut up, damn. just finish the video."
"you're not- you know what" i grab my keys and walk to the front door. "oh my gosh here she goes. IM LITERALLY BLACK. MY DAD'S BLACK" she throws her hands in the air.
"this house is beyond me and vinnie youre unbelievable. it's not even the fact that you won't stick up for your girlfriend but it's more so the fact you're okay with these people saying and asking weird ass shit to a black person. something is off" i shake my head disappointingly.
"it's not that serious y/n" he shrugs. "bro just let her go. go give her money for a new wig cause her lace is lifting" malu laughs. "and i should pull those shitty ass braids out your head" i snap back.
she bursts into a fit of laughter "whatever y/n. coming to you as a black woman, you need to relax. don't cause a scene or we might have to call the cops. detain you..."
my eyes widen and my mouth drops.
A/N
anyways happy juneteenth to my niggers 👩🏽❤️💋👩🏽 and if i see any of y'all defending these people in real life, not the story, i'm muting you. stfu👎🏽😓
hope you enjoyed lfmao
n. <33
