|Jammie's POV|
The door bell rang as I'd just finished spritzing my colange. I threw on my shoes and headed out the door.
I was already late "I'm Coming!" I yelled as I rushed to unlock the bolts.
Kydarrius swung open the door as soon as I finished.
"Someone's in a rush." I commented watching my friends veins pop out of his throat.
He's mad already.
He shook his head as he passed by to get inside. Eryen followed quickly on his heels I hadn't even noticed her behind Ky's large frame.
"How Fucking Long where you going to take?" My quizzed finally speaking.
I mugged him sensing his hostility. "How ever the fuck long I wanted to its my fucking car nigga . I don't have to give ur burnt up ass a ride!" I fumed.
Who the fuck does he think he is checking ME in my own damn house?
He took a step towards me clenching his fists as if he were going to hit me.
"But who puts gas in that raggedy motherfucker everynight?" He spat out.
This nigga has some damn nerve.
I walked up to him invading all the personal space he had.
" You feeling some type of My? Huh? Cause I feel like ur tryna catch the world deadliest disease called "These Hands". Would you like a feel!? I yelled.
Ky looked like he was about to knock my damn head off any second now. Even though he was at least a foot taller than and about 2 sizes bigger the bitch still need to checked from time to time.