𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭

𝟐𝟔.

omniscient
a few moments later

"hey chris man can i talk to you for a second?". jack asked sipping from his drink, he gripped the glass tightly his nose flaring as his manager walked over towards him. "what's up?". chris asked, jack laughed softly, "you know who invited kenna? because last time i checked monica rented this club out for me". he asked as chris nodded, "she wasn't invited?". chris asked in foreign shock,

jack threw his glass missing chris head by an inch, "the fuck was that?". chris asked, "you invited her on purpose so she could mess with monica!". he yelled punching chris in the face. "you better leave my girl the fuck alone". he screamed as the bodyguards rushed over grabbing jack, "i'm trying to help you! can't you see it". chris screamed touching his bruising jaw, jack snatched away from the bodyguard walking towards the back door, "take me home". he whispered slamming the back door,

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"that boney ass bitch". brandy mumbled cleaning monica's busted lip, "i was ready to whoop her ass up and down that floor". monica whispered wincing in pain, "damn bitch this how you treat your patients?". monica asked flinching away from the alcohol pad, "mo be quiet and sit still". brandy said making monica whine, "it hurts". she said shutting her eyes.

"if it wasn't for this baby". she mumbled sighing, "there mo, now go lay down i'm gonna leave". monica raised an eyebrow, "and where are you going?". monica asked pouting, "y-you just gonna leave me here all alone?". she whined the lump in her throat growing, "sis i'm sorry but my dick appointment is soon". monica frowned, "fuck you and jack". she spat, brandy waved her off. "love you sis". she screamed hearing monica slamming her bedroom door, brandy grabbed her purse walking to the door unlocking it, jack stepped back.

"h-hey brandy". he whispered, "i-is monica here?". he asked stuffing his hands in his pockets, she nodded stepping aside, "she's pretty pissed off at the both of us right now". she mumbled, "see you later". she said, jack sighed closing and locking her front door. kicking his shoes off he shook his jacket off walking upstairs,

furrowing his eyebrows he heard monica crying, attempting to open the door he sighed knocking. "bitch i thought you left". he heard monica, monica wiped her runny nose walking to the door unlocking it.

her eyes narrowed as she attempted to slam the bedroom door, jack slipped his hand in the door, monica slammed his hand in the door his eyes widened in shock. "mo really!?". jack shouted as she rolled her eyes sniffing she glanced up at him. reaching up she slapped him as hard as she could, "i deserved that didn't i?". he asked as she nodded, "i'm sorry for hitting you". she whispered stepping closer to him, jack rubbed his face, "l-let me see your hand". she softly asked,

jack ignored her instead gently cupping her chin making her gaze up at him, he sucked his teeth in anger. "look at your face! i should of put him in the hospital". he gritted, "put who in the hospital? baby why were you fighting!? what the hell". monica screamed grabbing his non injured hand pulled him down the hallway,

shoving his body into the couch monica went to the kitchen grabbed a ziplock bag filling it with ice before walking to the living room. "it feels like my jaw is dislocated". jack whispered as monica straddled his lap, rolling her eyes she leaned closer to him, "shut up who were you fighting?!". she asked pressing the bag onto his face, he winced.

placing his hands on her round ass he gripped it tightly, "you are so nasty". she said laughing softly, "chris because he's a bitch". jack spat, "he's the reason kenna was there! i'm so sorry baby she hit you". she waved him off, "baby let's be honest if it wasn't for this baby i would of put her ass in the er". the two busted out laughing. "i'm sorry for hitting you, i shouldn't of done that". jack leaned over pecking her pouty lips, "i got something for you". she said sitting up, "it's still your birthday". she whispered smiling, "come in the kitchen". jack rubbed his numb cheek, sneaking up behind her jack slapped monica's ass loudly making her scream out.

"curly i'm gone put your fucking ass in a hospital bed". she gritted rubbing her behind, biting his lips jack stood behind monica as she bent down grabbing the cake out the refrigerator, thrusting his pelvis playfully into her backside she reached back pushing him, "quit it boy". jack laughed softly wrapping his arm around her,

burying his face in her hair he watched as she cut a single piece, reaching for the candle she grabbed the lighter turning to him. "happy birthday to you!". she sang softly standing on her tippy toes she pecked his lips before placing the plate on the table, "make a wish baby". she encouraged after lighting the candle, jack closed his eyes before taking a deep breath blowing the candle out monica smiled clapping her hands.

"what you wish for?". she asked, jack lifted her onto the counter top trapping her "if i tell you what i wish for it won't come true". he whispered as monica rolled her eyes. wrapping her legs around him she pulled him closer to her,

"tell me". she whined placing her hands under his shirt pulling his shirt off, "nope". jack whispered, "it's okay i'll have your ass tapping out soon". she said grinning, raising his eyebrow jack raised an eyebrow at her. "oh someone is cocky". he teased as she laughed softly, "i'm gone put your ass to sleep curly". jack nodded picking her up, "well let's find out shall we".