Chapter 19

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Anthony

This parenting stuff is kinda new to me since I never got the chance to take care of the twins. I haven't been getting much rest though. I woke up and got in the shower.  I put on some clothes and Myla (the baby's name) started crying. Zuri was still asleep so I have to figure this out.

I pick her up and start to rock her back and forward. She continues to cry. I look in her diaper and nothing is there. She must be hungry then.

I went downstairs and grabbed some instant milk. I put it in a bottle with a little too much water. It spills everywhere. I grab a few paper towels and clean up the mess. Myla is still crying. I re-make the bottle and Zuri comes down.

"What are you doing?" She asks me. I look at her.

"Making a bottle for Myla," I say innocently.

She walks down the rest of the stairs and grabs the bottle out of my hand. She makes it and gives it to Myla. She instantly stops crying. 

She smirks at me.

"And I wonder how you do it..." I say to her.

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Myla is finally napping and I can rest. I'm trying to sleep until Zuri wakes me up.

"Uh, what do you think you're doing? I need you to go to the store and get me two boxes of strawberries and some croissants. Oooo and nutella too!" Zuri says excitedly.

""Can it wait?" I ask her. She turns around and looks sad. I sigh and get up, then head to the store to get the items she requested. After returning, Zuri quickly makes a chocolate croissant and devours it in just two minutes. I'm not suprised.

I go to bed and wake up to Zuri in my bed with a bra and panties on.

"What the hell. Put on clothes. Myla is right there." I say to her.

She shakes her head and looks at me tempting. I wanna fuck her so bad though. 

"I said no, Zuri," I say to her. I feel bad for some reason. 

"At least suck my pussy." She says under her breath. I laugh.

"Fuck no, suck my dick bitch," I say to her.

She slaps me and pulls down my pants. She looks at my dick and starts sucking it. She starts to gag on it. I take my hand and start pushing her head down. 

(time for me to skip this part!)

Zuri POV (this gonna be sum new for this part of the chapter.)

Imma try to prank Anthony on YouTube. My friends said it's a good idea so imma do it. I wonder how he's going to react since he's not that much of an emotional person. I set up my phone camera and locked the door. I then took some water and put it on my face. I then start to fake cry.

He doesn't respond for a while. I hear some creaking. Someone knocks on the door.

"What's wrong with you this time?" Anthony says annoyed. I roll my eyes.

I continue to cry.

"Bro, are you gonna talk to me or what? Did I do something? Or like?" Anthony asks me.

"Y-y-y-yes *cries*" I say trying to keep a straight face.

"What did I do then? Speak! You know what I'm sorry." Anthony says mad.

Maybe I should end the prank. I open the door and look down. Anthony hugs me and kisses my forehead. Not him trying to be a good boyfriend. I look up and laugh. He pushes me off hard. His fist ball up tightly.

"Bro I'm done with your bullshit. I'm tired of you. Stop being a bitch every day. Like damn." Anthony says mad.

"What did you just call me? I ain't no bitch. Don't fucking test me." I said confused but mad.

"I don't care! I'm done with these "pranks" They aren't funny to me! You don't respect me at all." Anthony says raising his tone.

"Don't raise your voice with me! I ain't your little homeboy or "twin" Whatever you wanna call it." I say pissed.

"You see what I mean? You act like a bitch every day. I don't give a fuck if you don't want me to call you one.  Accept it. Because I'm done with these dumb pranks." Anthony said loud.

I stand there for a few seconds. I slap Anthony straight in the face and then start to punch him. He doesn't punch me back but attempts to get me off of him. I don't budge. I have no idea why I'm doing this.

After a few seconds, his dad comes out and pulls me off of Anthony. His nose is dripping with blood. I started to cry and scream because I was scared. I drop down on the floor.  His mom comes out and gasps. She looks at my bloody knuckles and yells and screams at me very viciously. 


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