Sugarhill Imagines.

Argument, Notti Osama. pt 3

Omniscient.

"Y/n?" Notti called out to the girl.

"I know you're here."

His voice was low and dark as he paced around the house. His footsteps receding and then coming closer to the attic.

Each time his footsteps were close to the attic, Y/n's heart would jump and skip beats.

She was now very scared, and didn't know what to do.

"If I have to count down, you already know the vibes. When I catch you, it's over." Notti raised his voice just a little to make sure the girl heard him.

"3....2....." Notti started.

She crept to the opening and sighed.

"I'm here." She whimpered, after climbing down to make sure he didn't know where the attic was...just in case she needed it again.

Notti walked up to the girl and pushed her against the wall lightly, looking down to her face. He realized he fucked up.

"Look at me." Notti said in a chilling tone that sent shivers down y/n's spine.

She didn't.

"I said look at me, Y/n." Notti mumbled.

She didn't.

"Mama look at me so we can fix this."

She felt her body melt into his arms and she just cried.

"Talk to me Mami." Notti said, rubbing her head and back.

"I-I just...I really love you but you always hurt me." Y/n internally cussed herself out for crying, but she couldn't help it.

"Hey, look at my eyes." Notti sighed, lifting her chin.

She did.

"I love you too. That's why I'm so crazy when you try and leave me. I know I need to get better, but I know it's niggas out here that would kill each other fa you .. ion want another nigga having you. You mine and it ain't nothing or nobody who can change that, you heard?"

Y/n smiled and kissed him.

"Now, you wanna beat me up? Imma beat up that pussy. C'mon." Notti smirked, dragging the girl to her room.

Aye ayeeee. School been a BITCH! but I'm trying. Lmk if ya freaky asses want smut or nah.

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