Just What I Am.

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Hannah's POV:

"Ahh shit. Get off me bitch!" Yams woke up and shoved the the half naked girl off of him.

"Don't you touch me like that!" She said jumping up from the ground, collecting her shit.

"Get out of here!" He shouted pointing at the door.

She just stood there like a lost puppy. Then quickly grabbed his gold watch on the floor and shoved it in her purse. Rakim pushed me to the side and got up.

"Gimmy the fucking watch."

"No y'all got enough money to buy a thousand of these."she said walkin off to the door.

She had dark skin, and a massive ass. Still was only wearing a thong and a big T-shirt, but she was pretty.

Rakim grabbed the handle to her purse and slung her onto the hard floor.

I scooted back against the stacks of crack on the wall. He grabbed the watch out of the bag and she ran out.

"Ahh fuck! Hannah come here sweet cheeks!!" Yams had both hands up motioning for me to sit next to him.

I slowly got up and stumbled to the couch. He smelled like whiskey and weed.

"Yams don't touch her." Rakim laid the watch on the small table next to the couch.

"I heard your birthdays this week." I smiled as yams wrapped his arm around me.

"Yep, I'll be 19" Rakim turned around with his mouth wide open.

"Really? What you want?" He laughed pouring himself a shot.

"A party of course.." Yams went on and on about how a bitch like me deserves the best party in the city.

"Actually... I want a tattoo."

"What kind of tattoo?" Rakim handed me another cup with sprite and codeine.

"I don't know something meaningful." I laughed and got up.

"I like the tattoo on yo hip." He grabbed my side and smiled.

Yams got up and laughed," I hope you're in birth control." He kept laughing and walked out the room.

"That was nice." We both laughed, "So you took over Austin's job too?"

"Yea, today while you were in the shower. Now I'm the supplier, carrier, and you are the dealer." I gulped and leaned against the stack of weed against the wall.

He walked over and grabbed on to my ass.

"Let's go down to your room." He agreed and we jogged down the steps for what seemed like an hour. The drugs were really starting to kick in.

I couldn't really see who it was, but someone gave me an acid tablet.

After I put that on my lip, I couldn't find Rakim.

Rakim's POV:

We got downstairs. I told Hannah I was gonna go roll a blunt. When I got back to my room she was gone.

"Hey Ferg! You seen Hannah?"

"Last time I saw her was outside!" He shouted across the kitchen.

I made my way through everybody. She probably just went to smoke. As soon as I opened the screen door she squealed my name, "Rakim!! I thought I lost you!"

She was sitting up on the railing with a couple other girls, smoking out of a bong.

She inhaled then jumped down to where I was standing. Exhaled into my mouth.

"I missed you." Hannah grabbed both of my hands and laid them on her hips, as she swayed back and forth.

"I think you've had enough tonight." I picked her up and carried her back to my room.

"Damn you're faded. Stop moving!" I laid her on my bed.

Hannah sat up and started twerking.

"Holy fuck, you are making this hard for me."

She turned around to face me.

"Making what hard for you?"

I sat next to her on the bed.

"Harder for me not to like you." Her eyes got big.

"Hmm, why don't you wanna like me?"

"Cause I might just get attached." I sighed as she laid her head on my thigh.

"You shouldn't be scared to like me, that's life. You have to eventually like one of the thousands of girls that come here, it human nature." Her eyes slowly shut.

I laid down and covered both of us with a blanket. We're sleeping together. What the fuck?

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