Worth

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Kairo in MM

Kyon Armelle King

"So, how does this make you feel?" She had asked for the hundredth time. Danny had got me some bootleg ass counselor to help me deal with all that had been going on.

I was fine, and I didn't need her or anyone else in my business. I didn't need to tell her my business because she would only sit there an judge me in her ignorant ass thoughts.

I didn't need her talking about me to some bougie ass friends of hers. Hell no.

"Honestly, I'm annoyed. You keep asking the same damn questions like I'm just gonna open up and tell you my whole life story."

"Get real." I rolled my eyes. The front door opened and closed. I looked over to see Danny walking in with groceries. "Hey love." He kissed my cheek. "Hey counselor." He smiled. He went to put the items up.

I looked back at the lady, my smile falling into a frown. What made it even worse was that she was biting her lip as Danny moved around the kitchen.

She was about to catch these problems. Quick.

I cleared my throat. She looked back over and sighed, quietly. Yeah bitch, I heard you.

"Sorry. Um, where were we?... Oh right, why won-"

"Actually, session over. You're dismissed." I waved my hand at her as if I was a queen dismissing a peasant. Well, I am.

She left with an attitude and I walked to the kitchen seeing Danny eating the strawberries he just bought. "Why you so mean to her?" He asked as he bit into a juicy strawberry.

Some of the juice ran down his lip. His tongue followed immediately after, licking every drip that didn't end up in his mouth. "Hello?" He waved his hand in my face.

"Don't do that." I rolled my eyes. "And because she wants you. She doesn't come over here to help. She comes for a  show. And I can tell she doesn't want me to feel better. She just needs a new butt of the joke. I guess, to her, I have punch line glued to my forehead or some shit."

"Aight... We won't call her nomore. I just want you to not have to keep dealin' with the emotional consequences of having your ex's crazy ex after you."

"I just miss your smile." He said as he shoved a grape in his mouth. I smiled small. I walked over to him and hugged him, listening to his heart beat. He placed his chin on my forehead.

"I only want you happy, princess." I looked up to him and he kissed my lips slowly and passionately. "Go pack ya bags, ma."

I frowned in confusion. "Why, what's going on?" I asked. "Just go pack enough for a week. We leavin' the states tomorrow morning." My smile became so big.

"Where are we going?! Are we flying?! Is there a hookah bar ne-"

"Woahhh! A hookah bar? Since when you been on that hookah?"

"Never, I just wanna try it." I explained. He nodded. "Stop asking questions and go pack before we be here." He chuckled. I ran upstairs like a child. I was so excited.

Neal Qamari Pierson

"Stop asking questions and go pack before we be here." I pulled my head phones out and sat, thinking.

Where would he be taking her? If I didn't know, I couldn't get her back. I know she missed me and she was just with him because she felt sorry.

She didn't have to feel sorry anymore. I'm what she needs. "Hey baby, what are you doing?" Davia asked walking into the kitchen.

"Trying to find out where this nigga is taking Kyon. She doesn't want him, she wants me. Soon, we can all be together."

"Kyon is pretty sexy. It'd be interesting to be dating a girl and guy at the same time." Davia said as she bit her lip. "Come here." I growled.

She walked to me and I pulled her hair, kissing on her neck. "When I finally fuck the shit out of you, is when I can finally dick down Kyon for the first time."

"Ooh baby, give me a sneak peek." She moaned. I slapped her ass. "Go get the whip and dildo."

Kairo Jade King

"Get back in your cell, nigger." I cracked my neck. This obese fuckin tub of lard had called me one too many 'niggers'.

I turned around and grabbed him by the head, repeatedly hitting his shit into the jail bars. After I dropped him, he lied there in a forming pool blood.

I walked back outside, and took one of the polices guns, kicking the officer in the stomach. I let off a couple rounds, ending everybody in a uniform. I was fuckin ready to leave.

I nodded to the camera and Sindy turned off the shockers on the fence. I jumped over it, stole a police car, and was on my way.

I had to get rid of this car, soon. After driving for 2 hours, I pulled up at a small diner. A little girl and her mom was going inside. I could tell that she left her escalade unlocked.

I ditched the police car, and got into the truck. I waited for both of the ladies to come back out. I had a little bit of decency.

As the woman, strapped her daughter in, she didn't notice me. She got in on the passengers side. I was confused. "Sindy told me you might come because you needed to get rid of the police car." She said as she buckled up.

So basically, these bitches thought they knew a nigga. I turned the car on and we were out.

"Kairo, right?" I nodded. "Yeah."

"How old are you?" I sighed. "Look lady, just because you were at the right place at the right time doesn't mean I'm gonna tell you my whole damn life story. Shit don't work like that, so mind yours."

"You don't even remember me, damn KJ."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. The only person who called me that was my ex. But she was kidnapped and killed. I pulled over.

"Who the fuck are you?" I growled. "It's me. It's Imperia." I shook my head. "Imperia died 20 years ago. Who the fuck are you?"

"You don't believe me? I can prove it. We met in high school. These guys were about to rape me and you fuckin offed all them niggas the same night. You came to my room with blood on you and a stab wound on your lower stomach.

I took care of you and rubbed your head until you fell asleep in my arms. Your mom died a week later from drug overdose and your dad killed himself after drinking his life away, that same month.

My parents were abusing me and you killed them and got us an apartment. You sold drugs. You made a bad sale and almost lost your life until I snuck behind the guys and shot them all.

And my nickname for you is Pooty boy because you had the flu and accidentally shitted on yourself. I laughed at you while I cleaned your body. You felt too weak to do so on your own." I needed air. I got out the car and sat down. I couldn't believe it was her.

She walked to me and sat. "I was kidnapped for 14 years. I was raped and finally had a child after escaping. That's her, Kinsley Di'Avionne... King. I hoped you don't mind me using your last name, that's the only way I would be able to look at her without crying. Knowing that if we were together, she would've been yours." She wiped a tear.

I sighed. This was so much to take in. But I refused to leave her on her own. All of my time in prison, I thought of Imperia and how much I missed her. I owed Sindy big time for this. "She is mine." I said.

She looked over to me, I kissed her lips softly. "She's ours."