𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 {𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒗𝒐𝒏}

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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ - ᴇǫᴜᴀʟ ᴅɪʀᴛs

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𝗚𝗼𝗶𝗻' 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱
𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗲𝗿
𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗵?
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𝖣𝖺𝗒𝗏𝗈𝗇 𝖡𝖾𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗍
A week later

"Fuck u mean don't worry bout dat shit kema?" Dayvon mugged looking at his girlfriend like she had 3 heads.

"How the fuck u suck dick on accident foe?" He ask "fucking on my opps while I was locked up and shi u bogus" he told her.

"well the fuck was I supposed to do dayvon? U been locked up fo' 2 years" she argues.

"U coulda left on bro" he replied "coulda tell a nigga it's ova befo' u go do dat snake shit shekema" he told her.

"But baby look on da bright side, look at all da shits we been through, relationship's comes with ups and downs" she pleads.

"Fuck allat" he replied grabbing his car keys "and fuck u too" he said.

Grabbing onto the male refusing to let him leave "let's talk about dis like grown ups von" she demands.

Not removing the mug from his face "ain't shit to talk bout" he shrugs heading towards the door.

"Watch out folks" he sighs tryna move the woman from out his way.

"Baby let me explain" she pleads with tears filling her eyes.

Sucking his teeth "A nigga bout to lose his coo' kema just let me go fo' I bust a cap in yo ass" he warns.

Finally letting him go he grab his coat before leaving the house.