Madea.

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Y/N grabbed Madea's Big Happy Family and put it in the DVD player. I sighed and mumbled a few curse words under my breath. She's watched this movie over a hundred times and it never gets old to her. I don't get it. This is my first time so maybe afterwords I'll get it...
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Joe was watching Maury and neither of the baby daddy's were the father. I rolled my eyes and laughed with Y/N. She better not have any kids that I don't know about. "I'm gone start a company for every baby daddy that's ever been through some trouble with their baby mommas...." Joe said. "1-800-chokethathoe." I laughed my ass off just as Brown came in screaming.

"Mabel! They gotta give me a babopsy!"

I laughed harder this time and clenched my side. "Oh shit!" Y/N shook her head and pushed me off of her. "Boy if you don't get yo.."

"Y'all sitting over there laughing! I might have the cancer!"

"You are the cancer!" Madea said. I fell over on the chair laughing until I was crying.

"Mabel, can you just hold me?" Brown said and Madea smacked the shit out of him, making him fall on the floor and crawl around.

Y/N was watching me lose my shit. I didn't know this movie would be this damn funny.
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"BYREEEEEEEEEN..." I said in Y/N's ear loudly. She smacked the shit out of my arm and pushed me away. "Get out my face while I'm cooking! I'm trying to make yo bum ass some dinner."

I smacked my teeth. "I know you heard me BYREEEEEEN." I pretended to smack on some gum and pat my weave. She threw the kitchen towel at me and shot me a glare. "Justin, stop. You're not funny."

"BYREEEEN YOU KNOW YOU GONE TAKE CARE OF THIS BABEEEEEY." 

She shut her eyes and tapped her nails against the marble countertop. I chewed on my lip to keep from busting out laughing while she mumbled something and looked at the ceiling. "I just prayed to God that I don't lose my religion for what I'm about to do."

I was so confused. "What you mean, shawty?" She walked over to me slowly and then took off running towards me. I tried to get away but she caught me by my shirt, dragging me to the ground and sitting on my chest. "I got yo damn BYREEEEN." She yelled in my ear, making me flench. She sounded just like the girl on the movie.

"How did you do that? I'm starting to think all black people-" She smacked my forehead. "Finish that sentence and ya ass is grass, fam."

I sighed. "Aye, but can we watch another Tyler Perry movie?"

She hopped off of me and shook her head no. "No more Tyler Perry for you. Ever."

I poured and Y/N walked back into the kitchen with a grin on her face. "But baby!"

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