Onika
"What?" Meek instantly scrunched up his face when I asked about his and that bitch's private conversations.
"Don't what me, answer the question"
"What was the question again?" He laughs.
So the nigga think it's funny.
"I'm not going to repeat myself" I state.
"Then I don't know what you talkin bout then" He shrugs.
"You're an asshole"
"I thought you would've known that by now?" I roll my eyes.
"Oh I do, just wanted to remind you"
"For what?"
"Because you tend to be forgetful sometimes" he shakes his head.
"Don't worry about me baby" he smirks "I remember everything"
What the hell does he mean by that?
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"Why they child still here?" Meek asked referring to Giselle.
"We're watching her for a week remember?" He shakes his head.
"You ain't tell me that"
"Well I just did"
"Don't get smart lil girl"
"Little girl? Nigga please I'm grown"
"Cussin don't make you grown"
"And being an asshole doesn't make you grown either" I retorted.
"That's was suppose to hurt my feelings?" He laughed.
"What feelings do you have?"
"The ones I have for you"
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"Where's Prince, Princess and Giselle?" I ask Meek, panicking a bit.
"Chill out, they at ya moms house" I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in.
"Oh" I say flatly. "When did you take them over there?" I ask plopping down onto the bed beside him.
"I didn't" he says. "Ya mom came and got them while you was in the shower" oh
"We should go out" I suggested.
"No we shouldn't"
"Why not?" I asked with a slight attitude.
"Cause I said so" he shrugged.
"And you are?"
"Ya daddy" I automatically scoffed.
"Nigga you thought" I said while getting up from off the bed.
"Why you been holdin out from me Nic?" I scrunched my face up in confusion.
