I love my readers😊. Y'all keep in with these votes and comments and ima keep updating. I haven't been keeping track of how long Miracle and Tray have been together so I'm just gonna say that they've been together for about four months and are now getting close to five months. I wanna add new characters so if you have any ideas, feel free to message me and I WILL give you credit if i decide to use your idea. Also, this will be the last update for a little while because I got finals coming and I need to do some serious studying or have to repeat a grade. I will update more frequently after finals though.
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Miracle
"Biiiitch. Let me tell you!" Khori walked into my room loud as ever. She had been sent to an alternative school, due to the fact that she had gotten into too many fights so I hadn't seen her in a brick."What now girl." I sat up, chuckling.
"On our back, I stopped at the dollar store for some gum. The bitch that ran the store had the audacity to accuse me of stealing ok? Then called somebody to ask them to check the fuckin cameras. I was ready to swing on the bitch, but your brother just had to pull me out the store."
"Ain't nobody tryna bail yo ass outta jail lil girl." Dre said walking into my room.
As he sat down, the doorbell rang. I got up to answer it because everybody else was in the back getting ready for our barbeque. As soon as I opened it, I was pissed off.
"You not gon invite me in?" she asked.
"Nah you good out there." I replied closing the door. Tray then walked in asking who it was. I looked at him angrily,then walked to the back and sat down next to my dad.
"Wassup babygirl"
"Hey daddy."
"You straight?"
"Yea I'm..." I cut my sentence short, seeing Tray walk in with DeAsia.
"Oh hell nah." I got up walking towards them, mad as hell. "What the fuck is she doing here?"
"Baby calm down. I invited her." I looked at her, seeing a smirk appear on her face. Before I could respond, Khori stomped out of the house towards us.
"You again?? I told you the next time I saw yo egg head ass, I'd beat yo ass silly." she yelled while tying her hair up.
"Wait how you know her Khori?" I questioned.
"This is the bitch from the store I was telling you about." she replied with anger in her eyes, while DeAsia's eyes were filled with fear. Without warning, Khori punched her square in the jaw. We all stared in shock as Decappucino's head spun,causing her to fall on the floor. Next thing we knew, Khori was on top of her punching the mess out of her while she laid there, screaming and attempting to get out of Khori's grip. It took us a minute to process everything. Nobody did anything to stop them until Dre rushed out of the house, pulling Khori off of Decafe.
"Khori what the hell I tell yo lil ass about fighting??" he exclaimed. She simply ignored him and stared at Decaprio as she struggled to get off the floor.
"Control yo hoes and they friends TrayQuan." she whispered while standing up.
"Who the fuck you callin a hoe?!" I exclaimed, completely fed up with her. "You the hoe. Outchea bugging people, tryna stay relevant."
"Shut the fuck. Wannabe New Yorker." she retorded.
"Oh so you bold now? I'm tired of everybody and they mama telling me I'm a fake New Yorker. Say something else slick, I'll show where the hell I'm from."
"Okay I think it's time for you to go." Dad said to Delusion.
"That's not necessary." Tray remarked.
"Oh so you taking up for her now?! The bitch just insulted me!" I exclaimed.
"Miracle she aint mean it." I looked at him in disbelief. Of all the stupid things he's done, this is the icing on top.
"Ight coo." I walked into the house calmly and slipped into a pair of Jordan Bred 11's. I grabbed my car keys and wandered off to my camaro with Tray on my tail, attempting to speak to me. Ignoring him, I kept walking towards my car. When he managed to catch up to me, he picked me up, carrying me into the house as I beat on his back struggling to escape his grip. He carried me up the stairs, into my room and sat me on the bed.
"What the fuck is wrong wit you? I was tryna give you and yo girl Decafe some privacy and you pull this shit." I spat at him.
"Miracle you need to calm yo lil ass down. She ain't my girl, you are."
"Why the hell you invite her here then?!"
"Stop talking to me all kinds of ways. I invited her because she wanted to apologize for what she said at the restaurant and last time she was here."
"She obviously ain't sorry. Callin people hoes and shit." I replied quietly.
"Come here babygirl." he said holding his arm out. I sat there glaring at him.
"Miraacle." he called as he pulled me up. "Why you mad?"
"How the fuck you gon ask why I'm mad when you know good and well why I'm mad." I retorted.
"I'm sorry princess. I really thought she wanted to apologize."
"Dead ass coulda done that over the phone or anywhere besides my house!"
"Baaaby. I said I'm sorry." he said kissing the side of my face as I looked away from him.
"Miracle look at me." I turned my head slightly. He then gently grabbed my face and turned my head so I was looking him in the eyes.
"I love YOU not her okay? You my spoiled ass princess, my world. She just an ex. Can't nobody take your place baby ya heard?"
"But she always..." He cut me off, placing his soft lips to mine, gently kissing me.
"Don't worry about her." he took my hand and we began to walk downstairs. Passing by Dre's door, we heard Khori moaning or yelling his name every 2 seconds.
"I guess they made up too." I said.
"Ya think? We gotta get this nigga's room sound proofed cus Ion wanna be hearing those two slapping skin if I can't get any." he replied. I giggled a bit at his comment and made my way to the backyard
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