Mariah's pov.
Finally im fucking home, I don't wanna sound like a thot crushing on them but I guess the only true person I like is August. Like August is a sweet heart even thou I just met him and shit but... its whatever doee. I feel like sleeping, I got a headache and shit, oh my gawd where are my pills at?
As I look for my pills I find em like 5 min later I take em, I kinda feel bad for leaving Quee for a petty reason but he knew we were leaving and he was just standing there, like niggas got all day and shit. But still like your here with us and your gonna walk off leave my brother and talk to sum other girl, like where dey do dat at?
Like I know this isn't 50 shades of gray but he got me 50 shades of fucked up fr fr. Like what are you doooooing? But anyways I walked up to my room with August trailing behind me. I already put King in his bed so he should be sleep. But me and August walk into my room and I walk into my closet changing into so Tommy Hilfiger boxers, "Slept on" sweats, a black crop top, sour patch gummy bears athlete sock, and nike slippers.
I walked out seeing August sprawled out on my bed and shit, I figured he can spend the night if he wants to..right? But he gotta sleep not in my bed cause its too soon for that shit. Plus we not even dating, so like yea. " August you can spend the night if you want, just not in my bed there's a guest room right next to mine..?". He smiles " Sure lil baby, and I have no clothes thou..". I blush dumb hard and i run to my man side of the closet because that's where James kept his stuff at.
I got him some blacksweat pants, Tommy Hilfiger boxers, some nike slippers with some black elite socks. And I figured he didn't want a shirt so that's all i handed him, "Thanks ma...also where can I shower?" I point at my bathroom and give him a toothbrush, towel, and wash cloth. "Don't fuck up my bathroom nigga." I said nonchalantly. He laughed and walked away.
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Jacquees pov.
I can't believe these niggas left me, like da fuck where dey do that at? Like what I do? Except for leaving King but this fine ass girl came up to me. I couldn't help myself to be honest, Oh shit.....Fuck I left King and I fucked with Mariah's heart shit. Now she'll never forgive me, but I don't care I'll win her back, even thou August is with her. August is a nice guy but I want her but I fucked up big time, I hope she'll forgive me.
*****Phone Rings*****
Quee: Hello.
August: Nigga you ight?
Quee: Yea but, I kinda deserved it.
August: Kinda nigga she's pissed.
Quee: Really?
August: Yea nigga, you left her little brother to go talk to some groupie.
Quee: She not a groupie, she a fan.
August: I guess nigga, but im spending a night at her house doe.
Quee: Your what?!
August: Spending a night at Mariah's house she invited me to stay the night.
Quee: You mean the whole ' In the bed right beside me shit'?
August: Na She don't like me like that.
Quee: How you know?
August: We just met nigga da fuck!
Quee: That don't mean nothing, but i'll be over there to apologize tomorrow ight?
August: Ight.
*****Phone disconnects*****
I text my limo driver to come pick me up, and he pulls up 30 mins later. I hope she accepts my apology, but i know she ain't gonna forgive me so easily thou. Ugh I screwed up this time I feel so angry to the point I broke my limo's window, Ugh I'll get that fixed tomorrow. I get home 20 mins later to my mansion. I walk in my house and close my door walking up the steps, sighing my life away I almost tripped up the steps but caught myself. I walk in my room and lay down falling asleep, tomorrow is gonna be work.
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August pov.
Mariah hands me some clothes I walk in her bathroom, but her bathroom is different. It's nice white and blue color with a couple of make things here and there but other than that, it's money everywhere. like on the floor on the counter just like everywhere my nigga. Like she look like she can get her own mansion.
I call Quee to make sure that nigga okay or whatever, cause I don't wanna hear him say I was there before she was there and tell the whole story about how long we knew each other. and shit so... I called him, his phone rings...
*****Phone Rings*****
Quee: Hello.
August: Nigga you ight?
Quee: "Yea but, I kinda deserved it."
August: "Kinda nigga she's pissed."
Quee: "Really?"
August: "Yea nigga, you left her little brother to go talk to some groupie."
Quee: "She not a groupie, she a fan."
August: "I guess nigga, but im spending a night at her house doe."
Quee: "Your what?!"
August: "Spending a night at Mariah's house she invited me to stay the night."
Quee: "You mean the whole ' In the bed right beside me shit'?"
August:" Na She don't like me like that."
Quee: "How you know?"
August:" We just met nigga da fuck!"
Quee: :"That don't mean nothing, but i'll be over there to apologize tomorrow ight?"
August: "Ight."
*****Phone disconnects*****
