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SHAKOR ( hunxho )

"St-stop—mmhh" this hoe i used fa a quick fuck every now and then said as i rammed into her for the third time, i was really chasing this nut, it's been to fucking long.

I smacked her hand away as she put it on my stomach trynna run.

"move ma, this what you called me ova fa right?"

"huh?" i taunted her again as she kept moaning trynna run.

I grabbed her neck pulling her up so her back was to my chest. "you hear me talking to you"

"y-yessss" she screamed as i started stroking slow and deep.

"this mine right?" i asked pulling her hair and speeding back up.

she just moaned in response making me speed up even more.

"use your w-words ma"

"it's—y-yourss" I started rubbing her clit and soon as i did ha shit started squirting everywhere.

I came soon after and pulled out taking off the condom, and flushing it. Hoes be bonkers.

...

"wya rn" i asked my hb Riq, we was leaving back to brooklyn tomorrow and i'm nervous as fuck.

I mean, we were going back for the whole reason we left but thats not the only reason i'm nervous.

"heading yo way nie, why, you straight?" he asked i just looked up deep in my thoughts about seeing him again.

"yeah just thinking bout some shit"

"you thinking bout armani ain't it" he said laughing but won't shit funny, i fucked up what we had so bad knowing we was both going through problems i just chose to run from mine, and now i gotta see him again.

"yes nigga you gotta issue with et?" i sighed leaning back starting to roll a blunt, ima need more then that to deal with this shit.

"you'a be straight cuh, shit you was gone have to go back some day" i just shook my head sparking the blunt and relaxing my shoulders.

"yeah but—but what i'm posed to say? i mean i left him at the worst possible time"

I started reminiscing bout old shit that don't even matter anymore.

"nigga do you hear me?" he said knocking me out my thoughts.

"my fault whatchu had said?" i asked hitting my blunt & inhaling.

"I said, stop simping and focus on what we even going there for nigga" he said chuckling.

We had to go back because of issues here in philly. Shit been getting hectic and our "boss" need us to come back but the whole reason we left was because shit was getting to be to much there.

And i chose the streets over my baby like a dumbass.

"Ight i hear you, but ima see you when you pull up" i responded then hung up, i got some shit to do before we leave.

...

I walked into my apartment seeing the mess i left earlier.

Sighing i started picking everything up.

Bending down i picked up the picture of my mama smiling thinking about her....She died.

When I was younger my bitch ass daddy used to beat on her infront of me never caring.

FLASHBACK

"the fuck you say bitch" my dad said as he slapped my mama.

"p-please stop y-you have to calm down, o-our child is wa-"
before she could even finish her sentence he punched her causing her to fall to the ground.

I watched as tears streamed down my face knowing if i tried to help it would just get worst.

"Dumb whore don't EVER think you can disrespect me in my house, the fuck" he said as he spit on her, then walked way.

I instantly ran over crouching beside her.

"i-i'm so sorry mama, i shoulda h-helped you" i said pushing her hair behind her ear and wiping her tears.

"oh my baby, i-it's okay everything is okay" she said sitting up and giving me a weak smile.

I just sat in her lap while my head layed on her chest, rubbing her back listening to her try to stop crying as she rocked us back and forth.

FLASHBACK OVER

I wiped my eyes setting the picture back up.

I hate that nigga with a passion he's ah weak bitch who beats on women.

And if i ever get the chance ima kill his hoe ass.

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thoughts on

riq?

shakor?

his dad?

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