I looked in the mirror.
Mirror Mirror on the wall.
who's the baddest of them all.
I like to kill yes I do.
guess who's next.
maybe you.
I smirked to myself & threw on some pitch black lipstick to match my nails & toes. Black was all I wore. No one ever sees my hair. Why? It's all black.
Murderers don't show any color.
But they hide in plain sight.
I smiled walking out the Door..
"Prodigyyyyyyyyyy!" I screamed while jumping on him, only to give him a kiss, which ended up going farther, & farther, to the point where we were ALL the way naked on the couch. Just as we were about to "Do it" Prod got up.. "Zonnique I can't." you could hear the seriousness in his voice.. I have a problem with "snapping off" so you know how it went from there.
"We can't what Prodigy? have SEX?"
"That's what I'm talking about Niq, it just dont feel right no more ,"
"Prodigy." I said sternly.
"Yes?"
"Don't do this."
"Do what Zonnique?"
"Dont tell me there's somebody else!"
"What!? Niq I'm not!" Prod replied fast.
"Good." I said walking away..
"Cause if I can't have you... Nobody will."
and with that being said, I grabbed my black purse & was headed out the door. Prodigy was lost & confused. but he shook it off. bad thing is, he didnt know what he was getting himself into....
Another cliff-hanger..
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