Chapter Thirty

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Rosy Pov

UGGHHH! I throw the remote on the carpet. Nothing is going right! My daddy haven't been home since they released him from the hospital, that was 2 days ago, that nigga always gone. Nothing has changed.

I haven't heard from my so called boyfriend in 2 days! I swear if he cheating Ima cut his dick off and shove it down his throat! Good dick make a bitch go crazy! I been in this house for 2 damn days. Im goin out tonight. I pick up my phone in my lap checking the time (6:59). I unlock it and call my best friend Da Da, he answers on the second ring.

Phone Convo

Da Da: Heeyy bestfriend!

Me: Heey punk, what you doin?

Da Da: Shit on the block boolin, southside coolin! Hell you doing?

I shook my head. He always rapping.

Me: U silly. And shit home bored!

Da Da: Girl! Told u bout dat shit, we havin a block party tonight so bring yo ass

Me: And how am I getting there?. He know damn well I don't gotta car. Get on my last nerves!

Da Da: Girl you better call Aladdin ass up! You know dat nigga don't gotta worry bout puttin no gas in his magic carpet! He flying everywhere wit bitches talking bout I can show you the world! Im tryna get like him so I can fly bitches around too so I can sing I can show you DIS DICK!!!

I bust the fuck out crying laughing!! This nigga is beyond high!

Da Da: Forreal doe. You laughing but I'm dead ass serious. But I'll be dere in 6 mins, be ready.

Me: Aite

I chuckled and hang up.

He is retarded. I leaned over and slid my shoes back on. My Sky blue and back Jordan's. I already took a shower 46 mins ago. I have on my black skinny jeans with rips in em, and my Sky blue half tee, my hair was straightened. Damn I look bomb!

HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK

LORDY!!!! I grabbed my house key and put it in my bra. Grabbed my phone and ran outside. I slowly walked up to his car unsure of whether I wanted to get in or not. Ya'll guess what he was listening to...

But there's one sound that no one knows... WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY?

Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!

Gering-ding-ding-dingdingeringeding!

Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!

WHAT THE FOX SAY? Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow!

Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow!

WHAT THE FOX SAY? Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho!

WHAT THE FOX SAY?

He was doing this weird dance, he looked up and saw me there, confusion all over my face. What kind of thug is this?!

He laughed and turned to Hot Nigga.

I swear to god all I do is cash out! And if you ain't a hoe, GET UP OUT MY TRAPHOUSE!!!!!

I yelled the last part doing the dance. This my shit.

I hopped in the car and hugged him. We could've been gone but I was uncomfortable.

I was grinning. I shook my head and continued doin the Hot Nigga dance by Bobby.
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Author

Short Chapter. I knoww.

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