𝐎𝐧 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠 ᥫ᭡

XXI

N'laisah Dior Olsen
Monroe, Louisiana
Later

"Bae." I walk out of my bathroom.

"Hm?" He sits down his phone.

"I'm bored." I complain, laying back down.

"Oh?" He gets back on his phone.

"Should throw that shit against the wall like the other one." I mumble.

"Damn what you want me to do?" He asks annoyed.

Eat my pussy

"Ion know nigga." I sigh.

"Watch a show or sumn." He shrugs.

"Oh shit I'm going out." I jump up.

"What?" He looks at me crazy.

"I forgot me and Dee going out tonight." I slip on my prechosen fit I brought.

"Yeen going nowhea ion know why yo ass getting dressed." He says walking to the bathroom.

I spray on some perfume, grab my purse, and tip toe out of the room.

"N'LAISAH!" He yells.

Goddammit

I turn around and walk back in his room. He stands there mugging me.

"I told you I'm going out." I mug him back.

"And I told you, you not."

"Yea yea." I text Dee I'm gonna be there soon.

"Yeen gotta club every damn week. Sitcho ass down somewhere."

"I'm good." I shrug.

"I'm not finna argue wit you. I'm out." He grabs his gun off the dresser before putting his shoes on.

"So am I." I turn on my heel and leave in front of him.

I drive to Dee's apartment and text her to come out.

"Hey." She says getting in the car.

"Peep the wavessss." I hype her up and she shakes her weave.

"Yuh ma new nigga paid in full." She cheeses.

"As you should but ain't you wit N'veah?" I drive off.

"She broke up wit me." She shrugs.

Oooooh shit

"Y'all was together for like a week." I mumble.

"Best week of my life." She sighs.

"And I'm straight again." She adds.

"Oh." I nod.

We arrive at the club and I park close by.

"Imma go put my coat in the car." She stops walking.

"Aight I'll wait here." I say watching her walk back to the car.

I check my messages and calls and don't see anything making me frown a lil.

I slip my phone back in my bra as Dee comes back.

"Aight I'm good now. That hot ass jacket was making my titties sweat a lil." We walk inside.

I pull her to the bar. I hand her my phone and she films me drinking D'USSE out the bottle.

I pour some in her mouth before we go dance. I steer clear of niggas tryna dance on me.

"Imma be back!" I tell Dee and she nods before resuming twerking.

I head to the bathroom to pee. I put toilet paper over the lid and squat over it.