FEM!RDR (SHE/HER)
NOT PROOFREAD
RDRS POV
"You gon' do WHAT to DD?" DDot asked, doing a double take, just to make sure he heard me correctly. "I'm gon' do that hickey prank on him." I said slowly, raising my eyebrows to emphasize my words.
He looked at me, and then looked at the counter. "Tha's what these two big ass bags fo?" He asked. I nodded, unzipping both of them. As soon as I opened them, question after question began flowing out of his mouth.
"Wha's dat?" — "Why is that brown?" He asked, opening and examining anything that he could get his hands on. "You wanna see?" I asked, raising the makeup brush towards his face.
He moved away swiftly, screeching loudly. ", tha's gayyy." He yelled. I laughed and grabbed a tube of dark lipstick, opening it and putting it on my finger.
"So how long is it finna take you to do dis?" He asked, watching me carefully. "Like 15 mins.." I trailed off.
⋆ time skip ⋆
(y'all gotta bare wit me, do u think ik how to make a fake hickey??)
The door to my bedroom burst open, doorknob banging against the wall. I paused the movie I was watching, eyeing them. "You stupid dick sucking fucks, there's probably a hole in my wall now!" I said angrily, sitting up in my bed. "Dick sucking?? Mm, me? Neva, Mah boy DDot though? Def." DD said, a few giggles escaping his mouth.
"WHO, NIGGA? 'CAUSE I KNOW YOU AIN' TALKN BOUT ME." He yelled. I laughed but quickly shut my mouth when I realized that I was supposed to be mad at them. DD ran towards the bed, jumping on me.
"My lungs are being crushed, you obese fucking whale." I said, attempting to push him off of me. "See me personally, I would neva let sumbody talk to me like dat." DDot said, eyes focusing back on the TV.
"Shut up before I stick a Dime through that big ass gap in ya' teeth, Nigga." He said, throwing a pillow at him. He turned back to me, "An' you .." His jaw slightly dropped, eyebrows furrowing.
He wrapped his arms around me, sitting up and bringing me with him. "What?" I asked, fighting back a laugh. He grabbed my jaw, tilting it at an angle that exposed my neck. He dragged his fingers along the "hickey". Thank goodness for setting spray.
"Whea' you get dat from?" He asked, glaring at me. "Whatchu mean?" I asked. He smacked his teeth, a scowl forming on his face. "Don't do dat, you know exactly what I mean, bro." He said. "No I don't!" I got up and went to my vanity, looking at my neck. "I don't see anything!" I lied, as soon as I said that, he turned on the light.
"Is right there, bro.." He said, shaking his head and walking towards my vanity. I sat down, pretending not to see it. He stood behind me, watching as I overlooked it. He gripped my jaw firmly, turning it so that my neck was exposed.
"Wha's dat?" He asked. "I burnt myself while cooking." I lied, he glared at me thru the mirror. "We both kno' you can't cook, Mama." I winced quietly, quickly mustering up another excuse. "I wasss.. straightening my hair." I said.
I heard him sniffle quietly. I whipped around in shock, watching as he wiped his eyes quickly. "Oh my god, bro." He said, shakily. "DD! I promise it's nothing." I said, looking over to DDot, who was looking back at me with widened eyes.
"Bro it's not fucking nothing, what are you looking at him for? Is that from him?" He asked, me and DDot both turned to look at him. Both of our faces scrunched up in disgust, "Are you kidding me?! Out of all people you would accuse that nigga of giving me a hickey." I yelled.
"Hey! Wus' wrong wit me?" DDot yelled, I shushed him. "At this point, I don't know wha' you coulda done." DD said, shaking his head and sitting down on my bed. I signaled DDot to leave the room, he side-eyed me, still mad that I basically called him ugly.
He left the room, slamming the door behind him. "Don't be slamming my door, nigga." I said. DD's head was in his hands, I felt soo bad, I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and walked towards him, sitting down on his lap. (shut up)
"Get off me, Bro .." He mumbled, making no move to push me off. I leaned in towards his ear, "Do you know how long it took me to make this fake hickey?" I whispered. I pulled back, watching his face contort into a tight-lipped poker face.
"Shut up, nigga. Whatchu keep lyin' for.. oh my god." He said, I got up and walked back over to my vanity. I grabbed a makeup wipe and began to wipe at the "hickey". I pulled it away from my neck, showing it to DD.
He sighed loudly. "See, I wasn't lyin." I said, continuing to wipe off the makeup. "You was ova there cryinnng, had me feeling bad. But, ion feel bad no more.. especially after you thought I cheated on you wit DDot!" I said. "Wha's wrong wit me?" DDot busted in.
"I forgot you was here, but yeah!" DD let out a laugh, me and DD sighed in relief - thank god. "You believe me now?" I asked, throwing away the used wipe. "I guess, but yo ass owe me." He said, "What I owe you?" I asked. "Sum McDonalds." I shook my head. "I'll doordash sumthin.."
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nah yall my aunties got my ass fucking twisted, bcs how u gon tell me that I cant turn da air on in my own home? BITCH?? UON RVEN LIVE HERE, GET YO RAGGADEY ASS OUT MY FUCKING FACE YOU STANKY MUSTY ASS HOMELESS CRIPPLED BITCH. ITS HOT ASF IN HERE? LMA B4 I SMACK YO DUMBAHH.
DONE GOT ME FUCKING MAD, HATE TS SO MUCH LIKE STFU STUPID OLD CRACKHEAD BITCH. SMD NIGGA .. anyways, how have yall been?? as u can see, i havent been doing very well .. i gotta deal wit those skanky hoes for FOUR DAYS? until my mama come bck - kayla :|
