Double Life

Chapter Eleven

•Zizi•

I sat down on the leather couch in the living room about to watch Family Guy but nope Killa wanna ask me to make something to eat cause his niggas gon be here in a few. I got up walking into the kitchen with my pink knee high socks and made some sandwiches.

I put the sandwiches on a big plate and got some snacks and beverages putting them on the kitchen counter. Satisfied I left out the kitchen and back into the living room and continued watching Family Guy, laughing and making up my own jokes I hear talking from the kitchen and I could tell whoever it was, was not happy at all.

"ZI'HARIA GET YO ASS IN HERE!" A voice demanded from the kitchen, I slowly put on my house shoes and take slow strides into the kitchen to see Killa about to explode with a sigh "what?" he clenched his teeth pushing of the plate with the sandwiches onto the floor "what... what? That is what! Fuck is this?" glaring at him "I see sandwiches unlike your blind mouse ass" he came charging towards me but I didn't flinch even when my heart was literally jumping out of my chest.

"Wanna try that again? But this time lose the attitude" he sneered, I placed my hands on both sides of my hips "and how about NO? Now was that all you called me for?" I done grew a pair and just because of the beat down I got a day ago. I could tell from his eyes that he wanted to hit me but this time Zi'haria Beautiful Jones ain't going down without a fight.

His friends stood there watching as the whole scene unfolded in front of their eyes mist probably they had never seen Killa been denied something by a girl or a girl fighting back "Zi'haria don't make me repeat what I just said or it will be ten times worse" Killa said through gritted teeth. A tingly sensation shot through my legs, this cannot be turning me on right now. I mentally slap myself from my disturbing thoughts of how I wanted Killa inside me, hitting every spot that could make me purr his name is pleasure and how I would scream his name knowing his friends were still here.

I bit my bottom lip looking at him as if I were daring him and trying to get rid of the dirty thoughts "I dare you" I breathed out still keeping eye contact, Killa chuckled "when you grow a pair and have the audacity to talk to me like that?" I smile at him "I didn't need to grow a 'pair' and last time I checked you aunt gon do shit to me so quit while you ahead" I turned to look at his friends and winked at them and walked out the kitchen. Shit if he was looking for a fight he would have got it.

" I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
(Aye aye nigga whats happenin' nigga, K Dot back in the hood nigga)
I'm mad (He mad), but I ain't stressin'
True friends, one question

Bitch where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him

When you got the yams (What's the yams?)
The yam is the power that be
You can smell it when I'm walking down the street
(Oh yes we can, oh yes we can)
I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a ghost writer
What the fuck happened?
(Oh no) I swore I wouldn't tell
But most of you share bars like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell
(A two man cell)
Something's in the water (Something's in the water)
And if I got a brown nose for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller

Bitch where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him