F.U.K.Y.O.U.

Chapter 4

Khalisè

"Hey Khalisè, I got some news for you." My boss, Ms. Keen said.

"Yes ma'am, what's up?" I responded, straightening my scrubs up a little bit.

"Ms. Tucker has requested for you to be her personal nurse so now you are assigned to her."

I tried my best to keep the smile on my face. Don't get me wrong, Ms. Tucker is a nice woman but now I gotta deal with her dumb ass grandson almost everyday.

"Great, that won't be a problem at all."

"Good. You're one of my best workers, Khalisè. Keep up the good work."

"I appreciate it, Ms. Keen."

I packed my bag up, getting ready to go over Ms. Tucker's house.

God be with me.
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"Everything is looking good, Ms. Tucker. You should be alright to go on your trip with your girls this weekend. Just make sure you take your medicine." I said, patting my knees as I sat in front of her.

"Thank you Jesus, I need this break. I might go find me a new man." My eyes got wide as I laughed at her.

"Yeah, stop playing with me, Ma." I heard Demarcus say when he entered the room.

"Boy, stay outta my business." She snapped, turning his way. "Where's my baby?"

"He's in his room."

"I'll be right back Khalisè. Is that okay with you?"

No. "Yes ma'am. Take your time." I responded.

As she left I just sat back, not knowing what to do next.

That was until I got pissed off cause Demarcus was staring at me. "The fuck you looking at?"

"Don't do that shit, ain't nobody looking at you."

I sat up, sighing. "Ight, I must be fucking blind?"

"Just shut the fuck up talking to me. Ion fuck with you." He said, waving me off.

"Yo, you need to chill with that shit. Acting like I'm tryna spark a conversation with yo ass. Fuck outta here." I responded, getting on my phone. I don't got time for this bullshit.

"You know you really talk a lot of shit for someone who got a few secrets on them." I stood up, walking towards him.

"And what the fuck are you going on about now?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Minnie." I just stared at him, waiting to finish what he was about to say. "You know how yo nigga likes to overreact."

"Look." I put my hand up. "You don't know me like that, dawg."

"I don't?" My jaw clenched when he walked up closer to me.

"Ms. Tucker, I gotta go but I'll come see you later!" I yelled out to where ever she was.

"Alright, be safe, babes!" I nodded and gathered my shit so I could get the fuck outta here.

"Don't forget what I said."

"Yeah, fuck you too." I mumbled, slamming the door behind me.
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Malik🙄🤍 is calling...
Declined

Malik🙄🤍 is calling...
Declined

Malik🙄🤍is calling...

"Oooh I'm sick of this nigga." I said before finally answering the phone. "What?"

"You been declining my calls all day." His deep voice said through the phone. Now is not the time, Khalisè.

"Why should I answer the phone? You not my nigga." I shrugged.

"Girl don't ever threaten yo life like that again. Don't play with me."

"Nah, cause you know what you be doing, Malik. You always do this shit."

"I know but it is nothing for you to worry about, Khalisè. Do you trust me?"

The phone went silent as I thought about it.

I rolled my eyes before answering. "Yeah, Malik."

"Then chillllll. It's nothing serious at all, okay?" I nodded as if he could see me.

"I hear you."

"Where you at?"

"I'm taking a walk outside of my house."

"Bring yo ass to the mall, me, Jermaine, Kiara and Damien here."

"Yo ass just don't wanna be third wheeling." I laughed hearing his smack his teeth.

"Bring yo ass."

"I am, let me get back to the house."

"Ight bet."
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"Move yo ass out the way, Dub. Hey boo." I said, hugging Kiara after pushing Dub out the way.

"Hey girly." She said hugging me back. We pulled back, seeing Dub with his hand on his chest and an open mouth.

"Taken back I am. Malik, get ya girl, please."

"That's not my nigga."

"Khalisè, imma knock yo head between the washer and the dryer." He put his arm around his neck, basically choking the shit outta me.

"Chill with ya big ass arm before I bite that motherfucker." I said, making him move his arm.

"Wassup, nephew?" I said, holding my hand out to Damien. He half assed a high five because he too busy on Jermaine's phone.

"Where we hitting up first?" Malik asked, grabbing my hand. I let him do it this time.

"Food court, a bitch is hungry." Kiara responded. I nodded, agreeing.

"You sholl the fuck right."

"Let's go." Dub said, wrapping his arm around Kiara and made sure Damien was walking in front of them since he wasn't paying attention to shit.

"Dub!" My face grew with confusion hearing this irritating ass voice.

We all turned around to see some female walk up to him.

"Yo that's Ole girl I was telling you about the other day." Malik said.

"What you talking about?" Kiara asked, taking the words out of my mouth.

"Dub, I'm so sick of your shit."

"Yo, don't do this right here." Dub said, holding his head up.

"Why not? Is it because she's here? Who the fuck are you?" My head snapped in her directions as she pointed at Kiara.

"Aye, I don't know you, but you need to chill the fuck out." Kiara said, turning her face up.

"Yeah, cause who the fuck are you?" I said, making Malik put his arm in front of me.

"Anyways." She said, rolling her eyes. "Dub if you don't own up to the fact that you have a child with me, I'm taking yo dumbass to court." She said, making my mouth drop open. What?

"A what?" Kiara asked, but the girl had walked away.

"What is she talking about?" She asked, turning towards Dub.

"Kia-"

"Jermaine." She put her hand up. "What the fuck is she talking about?"

"Wait, I swear to God it's not how it sounds."

"Move." She yanked away from him, moving back. "I don't want to talk to you right now."

He tried to say something but she walked away, leaving him standing there.

"I'll be back." I mumbled, letting go of Malik's hand.

"Kiara, wait!" I said, speed walking after her.

I just got one question.

What the fuck just happened?