Down 4 You

|Side pieces|

 -I know sometimes that I mistreat you, and you still come back

And I see your homegirls try to reach you, but you ain't hearing none of that

They try to get through, they say I ain't the move

I don't know, cause girl it might be true

When they tell you, you should walk away but you stay anyway - August alsina

Ryan

  I didn't know how I had got here. I was cheating and lying to my ROD. Nakya was my everything she had my back through all my jail time and the cheating. I only fucked two other people but that cut wifey deep. I wasn't really a bad nigga I just didn't know how to treat a lady, that's why I did Kya like I did. I wanted her to be treated like a Queen even if it wasn't by me. I just couldn't stomach to see her with another nigga. I shook the thought off and exit my car. I went over to Mariah house to tell her to play her role. These side lines be doing the most.

"So what I called that hoe, fuck her." Mariah snapped. This thot was going over board talking about wifey. "Bitch don't go on my wife, she got me after I leave you." I shoved her head and sat down on her couch. I didn't care about her feelings. "So its like ion even matter?" Mariah stood in front of me wearing only a tee shirt. I could see her pink nipples peeking through her shirt. She was a bad red bone. She reminded me of a little girl though the way she was always pouting. None of these female had anything on my baby though. " Exactly. I keep you around to feel that throat and let me fuck." I was being honest. I watched her shrug her shoulders and get on her knees. "Let me do my job then." She smiled at me then began to undo my zipper. My nine inches sprung to life soon as her small hands began to touch him. "Shit girl, take care of daddy real quick." I lay back as she lower her head on the Magic stick. "It's never real quick with you." She mumbled but I wasn't tryna hear that. So I pushed her head down, and guided her talkative ass onto my stick. "Fkdkflglflf." Mariah chocked out as I face fucked her. I felt my balls hitting her chin as my length tapped her throat. "Relax yo throat ma." I coached her on how to suck my shit. Nakya suddenly popped into my mind. Nobody could suck my shit like her. She would have a nigga speaking in tongue. She haven't gave me head since I started cheating. I gave Mariah mouth a few pumps then I picked her body up. "Turn around and hold yo ankles. " I instructed. I slid into her not waiting for her to get use to me before I started pounding her.

" Ion love these hoes."

Jamyra

Take a minute girl, come sit down
And tell us what's been happening
In your face I can see the pain
Don't you try to convince us that you're happy

We've seen this all before
But he's taking advantage of the passion
Because we've come too far for you to feel alone
You don't let him walk over your heart, I'm telling you

Girl, I can tell you've been crying
And you needing somebody to talk to
Girl, I can tell he's been lying
And pretending that he's faithful and he loves you - destiny child -Girl

 

I'm the baddest there is. Enough said. Chocolate beauty married to one of the last good men out there. I just wish my Best friend/ Sister could find one. Cause her Husband Ryan is a dog. I know she says he's not all that bad but he is. Like he is a bitch made ass nigga and I do not like him. My husband Andrew seriously wants to beat his ass, but I haven't let him due to Nakya. That's one of the few females I trust and if she loves this ass nigga I'm gonna stick by her. I grab my phone an scroll down Nakya's number but before I can call her she calls me. "I did something." She blurts out. "Ummm like killed somebody, cause umm a bitch not going to jail." I joke. If she needs me to help hide the body I'm in. "No crazy ass, like kissed another nigga." She sounded so scared. Like yo 'husband' already fucking other hoes. "I'm happy for you, you don't need to be with Ryan. He ain't no good and he's only gonna bring you down." I tell her the real. Not only cause I don't like him but because I'm a real ass bitch. "Ryan is all I know though." She sighs and I can hear the pain in her voice. "I know babes but he gotta go. I don't like him none of your family likes him. He's no good." I wasn't gonna keep telling her what she could obviously see. "Anyways. This guy he's so sweet and he funny. We smoke together and shit. Lately he's been acting like he bae or sumn. Talk about Now you gone come see me when hubby acting up." She made her voice deep. Trying to sound like a guy. "Girl you crazy. See where it goes though." I wasn't telling her this cause I didn't like her dude but she deserves better. "Thanks boo, where Drew at cause I'm tryna come over. But ion wanna mess up nothing." I looked behind me to see my husband with his dick in his hands. He was looking at me with lust in his eyes. "Ummm, I'm gonna call you back. But you might not wanna come over." I told her hanging up and going over to my man.

"Real bitches do real shit"

Nakya

So here I am in the spin cycle

We're coming and we're going

Nobody can know this

And I was trapped in his house, lying to my mama

Thought it could get no worse as we maximize the drama

Started to call them people on him

I was battered

He hitting the window like it was me, until it shattered

He pulled me out, he said, "Don't nobody love you but me

Not your mama, not your daddy and especially not B"

He turned me against my sister

I missed you - Kelly Rowland dirty laundry

I made my way home cause I knew Ryan would be calling soon. If he came home and I wasn't there, he would be all on my head. Knowing he's the only one cheating he trys to blame it on me. I wasn't having that shit though. We would fight like niggas then fuck like lovers. I was tired of that. I just wanted someone who wanted me. "Where the hell you been?" My heart thumped in my chest. "I was out shopping." I didn't really lie I did go shopping. I just left out the part about me linking up with Jason. Just the thought of him had my pussy thumping. "Yo lying ass. Where you really been?" He was so fucking irritating like nigga your my husband not my daddy. I walked pass him. I felt a hard tug on my hair I tried to move only to see this nigga had my hair wrapped around his hand. "Bitch, I told you about lying to me." He took his belt off and folded it in half, Then I felt two powerful hits. I held my ass trying to stop the stinging. "Stop Ryan please!" I begged him as I kept running around the house. He finally caught me in our bed room. "Really hoe. You thought I wasn't gonna catch you." He backed me into a wall and let his fist meet my face over and over. I felt my eyes growing heavy then I was out.

I woke up, and looked outside. It was dark meaning I have been out for a while. The Detroit heat had my clothes sweaty plus the fighting with Ryan stupid ass. I looked around the room to see my once neat bedroom was now in choas. The sheets were off the bed the lamp was broken and the curtains were ripped. I shook my head and headed down stairs. I found my husband sitting on the couch with his hand resting in his pants. He was on the phone and I guess he didn't hear me come down. "Yeah bae I got you." He laughed out. "She just my wife chill out." I scoffed and headed to the Kitchen. I made sure to click and clack every pan and pot in the House to let this nigga know I was up. "Why you making all this noise, and why you crying?" He went to wipe my face and I moved my head. "What you mean why I'm crying. I'm crying cause my Husband is beating my ass cause he's the one cheating." I yell. I was to fed up with him. I stomped up the stairs and grabbed my shorts and shoes. I slipped them on and located my keys. "Since you can leave when ever so can I." I slammed the door on my way out. I pressed number one on my track an hit the road.