Adopted By NBA YoungBoy 2: A Toxic World{An NBA YoungBoy Story}

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Mariah Jones 🫥{Extended Chapter}

I walked into my house and as I'm walking into the living room, I see people sitting on my couch. I'm not in the mood for this shit right now.

“Who is this? Get out!” I said

“Mariah?”

“... Layla?” I spoke

“Yes. Oh my goodness honey, it is so good to see you.” She says

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked

“I brought them here. He said it was really important so I brought ‘em. I’m sorry.” Mario spoke

“Get out! I'm not in the fucking mood for this koombaya shit right now, I'm not in the mood for no more I'm sorry speeches, and I'm definitely not in the mood for any of you. So get out!!” I said

“Yes ma'am.” Bryshere spoke

“Not you! Sit down, I need to talk to your ass and you too silk boxers.” I said

“Silk boxers is crazy.” Nardo laughed

“Hi Wick Flame.” I spoke

“How you doing ma?” Nardo smirked

“Tired, my back hurts, and I'm hungry. Got any cures for that?” I asked as I started up the stairs

“Nah, not much.” Nardo says

I went upstairs and took a shower before hopping into some clothes then going back downstairs.

“I’m finna head out. Call me later.” Toosii spoke

“Okay. Be safe y'all. Why are you still here?” I said

“I asked them to stay. I think it'll be fair to have this conversation. Get it out the way now because I don't wanna see these two anymore. Please.” Brian spoke

“Want a tour?” I asked Bryshere and Serayah

“Yes, I'd love a tour. I was here once before but never got a tour of the whole house.” Serayah spoke

“Follow me.” I spoke

“Mariah, come on, please.” Brian spoke

“You wanna talk to them, fine, but take that shit somewhere else because I don't want them here.” I said

I started to give Serayah and Bryshere on this tour and I guess the house made Bryshere really like me.

“Mariah!”

“What?!” I called back

“Master P is here!!”

“Give me a fucking break.” I mumbled

“Ouu, what's this?”

“Panic room.” I said

“Oh, nice.” Serayah spoke

I made it downstairs and saw Master P, his son Romeo, C Murda, and some other people. Y'all thinking what I'm thinking? When THE FUCK did C Murda get out of prison!?!

“Hate this nigga.” Bryshere mumbled

“How you doin’? You have a very beautiful home.” Romeo spoke

“Thanks. How can I help you?” I asked

“Lee sent me here to get acquainted with you before filming. He said everybody was over here or something.” Romeo spoke

“Yeah... Right.” I nodded

“Aye what's this?”

We all looked to the left and saw one of their friends touching my dad’s award case which had every single law enforcement medal, awards, whatever that he won. But not only was the nigga touching it, he opened the case. Like had the case wide the fuck open just pulling shit off of the shelves and not even putting it back right!