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JUST CREEPIN'
KAMARION MONTGOMERY
DECEMBER 22nd, FRIDAY
"COME ON JOURIE, you flaw as fuck, you know ion want no damn cherry jolly rancher. Give me blue." He reached for the entire bag in her hands.
"Noooooo." She dragged, annoyed by him trying to take one of the three flavors she enjoyed. "Just get grape if you don't want a damn cherry. What's wrong wit cherry anyway, why you won't eat it." She attempted to convince him.
He smacked his teeth, stopping at the red light. "The same reason you won't eat it. You be aggy sometimes. You know ion fuck wit nothin' that's cherry flavored." He complained.
She rolled her eyes even though she agreed. They both hated anything cherry—even regular cherrys. Sometimes they got a wild cherry slurpee from 7 eleven but that was as far as it went.
"Ouuu, you just get on my fucking nervesssss." She groaned, reaching in her bag. She grabbed two blue ones, and two green ones before putting them in his hand. "That's all your getting, I literally got these for me." She muttered.
"You used my money..." He trailed off, happily accepting the jolly ranchers. "Thank you though." He put them in the cup holder, pressing the gas to accelerate his car.
"Um, this isn't about that." She muttered softly. She put another green apple in her mouth before relaxing in the seat. "And it's our money, we married, bye."
"Diamonds on me dancing, pinky ring full of crystals bae. Big za in the building, come and take a picture bae."
Talk my shit by Bossman dlow played through the speakers in the car, while the cruised to get A'jouries first ultra sound appointment.
Her first visit to the OBGYN, she was only provided with prenatal pills, and common information along with a check up for her baby. She was excited nonetheless, and bam was ten times that.
Glancing at bam, he was driving with one arm, and the other was resting on the middle console. "Why you don't never put your hand on my thigh when you driving. Is it cause you don't wanna touch me and you think I'm nasty." Her question was void of any emotion.
His eyebrows furrowed, and he jerked his head. "Now why would you even think that?" He questioned, glancing at her. Her dropped his hand to her lap, and she shoved it away.
"You only putting it there cause I said something." She rolled her eyes.
"I don't know how much longer I can do this shit." He chuckled, shaking his head. Jourie already had an attitude on her, and with her pregnancy hormones she would probably drive him crazy by the end of her second term.
She frowned at his choice of words. "I can't believe you." She muttered, knowing she was only trying to gain a rise out of him. "Put your hand back or I'll break it in your sleep." She threatened.
"Saying all that with a cast on, is crazy." He laughed reminding her of her cast. She rolled her eyes.
"When I drop our son, I'm beating that hoe ass again." She muttered softly, examining her nails. She needed to get them done again, before Christmas.
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JUST CREEPIN'
Romance"What's wrong ma?" He questioned after a few seconds when she didn't respond to him. "Do you plan on having sex with me." She rested her chin on her knees that were pulled up to her chest. "Why?" He laughed slightly. In a way, he liked watching her...
