Corey "Trap" Obannon
" I think I'm pregnant"
" Merch" I said a nigga was real life smiling like a mafucka on the inside but she don't needa know that.
" I don't know bae I think I am foreal..would you be mad if I was"
" Nah why would I be mad" I asked as my face went into a mug , this not the time to piss me off.
" I don't know"
" Youn want my baby ah some" I asked as I moved her off my lap she didn't say nun she just looked at the ground.
" I'm talking to myself ah some"
" No"
" So answer my question" I said as I stood up and got in front of her.
" I don't think we're ready"
" Don't tell me what the fuck Ian ready for"
" Bae"
" Nah don't bae me"
" Why" she asked as she grabbed my arm.
" Fuck offa me"
Pushing her hand off she stood up.
" What is your problem"
" Ian got no problem youn want my seed koo I'll send you 500" I said dryly, I'm lying like a mafucka Ian finna send her no 500 to kill my baby.
" 500 for what I'm not about to kill my baby Corey how dare you fucking say something like that"
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" You out yo rabid ass mind if you think I'm rey let you kill my seed" I said as I grabbed her neck.
" I don't even know if I'm pregnant but I wouldn't do that in the first place"
" We rey go to the store put ya shit on" I said as I let her go.
" You wasn't doing shit in the second place either fuck"
" Fucking annoying" she mumbled.
" Mouf real slick all of a sudden keep talking et hot shit ima sock yo lil ass" I said as I grabbed my yeek and walked.
Ian no woman beater I just talk my shit to her cause she sensitive.
" Dude just come on"
" Fake attitude having ass lil girl" I said as I smacked her ass.
" Stop that's why you stink"
" I stink merch"
" I don't know maybe it's just my nose" she said as we went down the steps out the front door.