Adopted By NBA Youngboy(An NBA Youngboy Story)

Fourty-Six

Mariah Jones💛

I woke up and found myself still in Polo's room. I don't know why but it's almost like I feel bad for having sex with Polo. Ion regret it, but I just feel a lil bad because I can't stop thinking about Kentrell. I know he not giving a fuck about me, but my point is.

I got up and left his room before going back to my own room. I took a shower and laid down. It was like 3 in the morning and the guys have a show later, so I have plenty time to sleep.

>>>>>>>>>>LATER THAT DAY

I woke up from my sleep to banging on the door. I got up and went answered it seeing the guys.

"Can I help you?" I said

"Long night?" Von asked with a grin on his face

"Very long, yes." I said

"Well put some clothes on gang, we finna go." Von said

"Don't wear no damn heels either. We might have to do some running." Durk spoke

"Chile, I'm from Florida. I can definitely run in heels." I said

"Well if you break yo ankle or sumn', don't say I didn't warn you." Durk shrugged

I just shut the door in they faces before going get ready. It took me about 30 minutes to get ready. Once I was done, I grabbed my phone and my Chanel handbag that was gifted to me by Brian a couple months ago.

"Okay. Let's go." I said

"After you." Von said

I swear this nigga be looking so devious sometimes. Like even when he not doin' nothin', he just be lookin' like he up to something.

"Von stop staring at my ass please." I said

"How you knew he was staring?" Herb asked

"Woman's intuition." I said

"Ion like that intuition shit." Von said

"Nasty ass." I said

"What y'all wan' eat though?" Von cousin asked

"I want some tacos." Cal spoke

"I could shol' go fa' a hamburger." Herb spoke

"Why you so quiet Mariah?" Von asked

"I'm just looking at something." I said while reading a flood of texts Kentrell had sent me

Then in the midst of me reading these texts, he called.

"Hello?" I spoke

"Why you been ignoring me mane?"

"I was sleep. Like normal people do at night." I said

"Fuck allat dumbass shit. Wassup wit' this li' picture I seen of you and that nigga holdin' hands?" Kentrell asks

"I'm not allowed to do that now? I mean what's the problem?" I asked as I stepped off the elevator

"NO THE FUCK YOU CAN'T DO THAT SHIT!! YOU MINE, MIIIIINE!" Kentrell yelled

"Could've fuckin' fooled me." I said

"And what you mean by that?" He asked

"So you not back there fuckin' on every bitch that live in Atlanta?" I asked

"No, what the fuck give you that impression?" He asks

"Boy please, I got the pictures and videos of you and that bitch Jessica and all these other girls. You was never my nigga, so why you mad cuz' I'm holdin' somebody else hand?" I snapped on the phone

"Because you my bitch, not his. I could do whateva' the fuck I want. You can't."

"What kinda double standard ass shit is that? And who THE FUCK you calling a bitch?" I asked

"I ain't mean bitch like that, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout and don't try to change the subject. We talkin' 'bout you, not me." Kentrell says

"Oh oh, so it's a problem when I hold hands with somebody, but yet you get rewarded a badge of honor when you fucking on all these other girls and shit? Right is right and wrong is wrong. What's good for you, is damn sure about to be good for me. And for the record, I fucked him last night. Yes I did, and it felt way better than what the fuck you did bitch." I said

Now what motherfucker? See, I wasn't gonna tell him in that way, I probably wasn't gonna tell him at all. But Kentrell DeSean Gaulden got me fucked up on so many different levels.

"You did what?" He said

"You heard me nigga." I said

"Why would you do that to me mane?"

"Man fuck you first of all. Second, you did it to me. I got the proof!" I said

"You know what... You right, but this the only time yo ass getting a fuckin' pass. Matter of fact, y'all comin' the fuck home." He said

"Suck my dick." I said before hanging up

Boy I was 'bout pissed off as fuck. Who the hell he think he is tryna check me? Nigga if you'n take yo dented can faced ass on somewhere.

"You good lil folks?" Von asks

"Yes." I said

"What happened pooh?" Megan asks

"Nigga wan' come checking me 'bout that dumbass picture that's on the internet. Like if you'n go to hell." I said

"But ain't he fuckin' on different bitches though? And y'all not even a thing!" Megan said

"Exactly my pointtt! He got me all the way bent." I said

"You ain't finna fuckin' tell me shit about shit. I do what the fuck I want. Kiss my dick tip." I said

"What the f-- You tweakin' shorty, calm down." Cal chuckled

"Who was talkin' to you though?" I said

"Misplaced anger. Turn that energy that way, I'll fuck you up." Cal said

"Peanut head bitch." I said

"And you look like a blowup doll. Fuck you tweakin' on bro fa'?" Reese said

"I wasn't even talking to you motherfucker. Lookin' like an anorexic, brown skin, tattooed up humpty dumpty. Shut the fuck up." I said

We all loaded up in the sprinters and went out for the day. I'm gonna fuck Reese ass up real soon. Especially now that I know he got connections to my mama and P... Oh yeah, he definitely finna get these hands, a couple stab wounds, and some bullets. Lemme find out he know sumn' about my daddy murder. Ouuu, I'm really gon' fuck him up. But, Brian and Frank wanna wait til' we know for sure about what his involvement with them is before we do anything.

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