This is the original Luv A Thug story. This is a stand alone just like the remix. You might understand characters more if you read this one.
Chalynn's life has never been a walk in the park. As a radio show host her life seems to be going seemingly...
Once again I say. It can be a Key Glock fanfic if Key and Lay don't date. < I'm not saying that they will or won't get back together but keep an open mind. Not gonna say y'all get on my nerves lol but sometimes some of y'all do.
If you are a day one reader and/or I reply to your comments I'm not talking about you lol. I love y'all.
Keep an open mind about Aubree and Key. You never know 🤷🏽♀️
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"You good big bro?" Marlee asked as they walked out of Keisha's house. Markeyvius was mentally drained, from everything he learned today. He wished he could just crawl into his bed and go to sleep.
"I'll be alright. If you heard any of that. None of it leaves my mama's house." Marlee patted the top of his shoulder and hopped into his car once again.
"Heard what?" She asked acting clueless. Marlee was nosey, so she indeed heard everything and even gasped softly when she heard he had killed his father. She giggled when Keisha called her son a bitch but that wasn't supposed to be funny.
The whole ride to King's mansion was quiet, nothing but soft music played in the background of the car.
"Key, here for King!" He spoke into the intercom. It buzzed before the gate opened letting him into the mansions.
When they parked out front, as always King was at the door waiting to greet them.
"How y'all doing?" King asked stepping to the side to allow them into his home. Marlee was always impressed with how nice and clean his house was.
"Could be worse." Markeyvius gave King a look as if to say they needed to be alone so that they could talk.
"I think Ronny over at the girl's mansion if you wanna slide over there," King suggested, at the sound of Ronny's name Marlee got excited.
"See yall lames later." Marlee damn near ran out the door heading over to the girl's mansion to see her boo.
"You want sumn to drink?" King asked pointing to the bar cart with various types of liquors on it. He had made a promise to Lay that he wouldn't smoke or drink, and he planned on keeping that promise.
"Nah. It messes with my meds. I'll take water though." Key sat down on King's couch getting comfortable. Coming over to see his brother made him feel safe. King would never judge him or make him feel like he was an outcast.
