YG.
It's been two weeks since Teyana's birthday but what kept bothering me is how this Jermaine nigga kept trying to fuck with Teyana.
I ain't tell her but I had been asking my niggas if they knew anything about him.
From what I had heard he was a caramel skinned nigga, had some crazy looking eyes, and was kinda tatted.
That was enough to find the nigga. When I did I simply took him to the warehouse. I didn't kill his ass because I ain't tryna have anymore issues with Teyana. She would kill me just for killing him. She hates the fact that I have no problem with taking a life. It disgusts her so taking his life... I can't even imagine what she'll do or how hurt she'll be.
Although I don't know why she would feel bad after he put his hands on her and King. But I guess she had to have somewhat forgave him because she did voluntarily have sex with him.
As far as trying to commit with Teyana, I've been surprisingly succeeding. She's been showing her true sexual colors. I used to think she was freak before but now she's blowing my mind.
I ain't been fucking with nobody but her. But it's only been two weeks so I ain't gonna get my hopes up high desiring that I can make Teyana forever content.
One of these days these past two weeks Teyana somehow met up with Shaniqua and fought her. Apparently Teyana was pissed because I was still pissed at Shaniqua but other than being pissed at the whole scenario I was more pissed because I couldn't fight her myself.
So after me continuously complaining and venting to Teyana about the entire situation, Teyana just fought her. Well technically Teyana jumped her with Kamiya.
"Tey." I yell walking in the house. It was quiet. I shrug it off assuming her and King were just out.
I walk upstairs to my room. I open my door to a shock.
My eyes first landed on Jermaine sitting on my windowsill nonchalantly, he had a small smirk on his face.
"Nigga what the fuck is you doin' in ma house?!" I looked around some more moving slowly into the room. My eyes then stop at Teyana and King in the corner of the room. They had their mouths duck-taped and rope tied around their wrists. Teyana had tears continuously falling out of her eyes and King looked as if he was confused and crying just because his mom was.
I pulled my glock out my pocket slowly. I know this nigga ain't come here unarmed. I looked at Teyana who was staring at me.
I point my glock at him and cocked back, preparing. Teyana started whining, I glanced at her, she was shaking her head. I knew it was because she didn't want King to see.
"King run!" I demand. He struggled to stand up, he ran to me. I shook my head disappointedly. "Out the room" I point to the door with my free hand.
Before King made it out the room Jermaine nonchalantly took out his glock and pointed it at King.
Teyana started squealing and squirming. Her ankles were tied so she wasn't able to stand up. She was shaking her head at me while she was crying her eyes out.
"King" Jermaine calls right before King makes it to the door. "Don't go anywhere" he demands.
King looked as if he was confused on who to listen to. King stopped in his tracks. My aim was still toward Jermaine.
I was debating because I don't want him to shoot King when I shoot him. His aim then went to Teyana.
Teyana was seemingly more calm than how she was when the aim was on King. I swear she puts King over everything.

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Blame It On The Streets
FanfictionKeenan Jackson was born in Compton. At nineteen all he knows is the streets and getting his money the best way he knows how. He's done lost niggas, best friends, bitches all that. He's done shot niggas, best friends, bitches all that...and he blames...