Coming For You

Lynnae and Sweets POV

*warning this chapter has some sex*ual contents in detail not suitable for young readers. Please be of age 21+ & UP!!!!!!*

Shakey was breathing a few shadow hives. As she looked at Mr. Heels (not Kneels) and he was looking at her so loving. She had went out of her way to help plot the biggest Super Star Hoax in all of Bollywood. Now they both sort of nervous...

"That was amazing man" she wrapped her legs around Mr. Heel and he held her for a while. They need not say they are in love. They are not. They are in love with two significant others that they can not have. Some they find comfort in each other for the time being. Mr. Heel always keeps an heir and a spare. He has bedded almost 50 women and Smelly has only had twenty. Did they both wear their raincoats. One talks about rain but out in it unprotected dont mean shiid.

The other one talks about Heal The World...

The secrecy is they were always pals even when they had the world thinking they despised each other. Solely  to plot their end. They both wanted to make money while still not being seen. That is not nice to fool Mother Nature, but when you do your fans like that. They both had better stay gone. It's for the best. 

"So what surprise do you have for me?" 

Shakey who shakes if she does not get a cocktail. 

"I am getting DT's" she warned Mr. Heel. Can he catch a damn break? Everybody around him does some kind of contraband. Even his damn siblings. 

"Lighten up. I got you" just as BET said they had him and all they did was make a bunch of damn noise!

"Yeah I should have performed at that Artist Of The Decade which went to Smelly" she smirked 

"Was that necessary?" Mr High Heels was heated by now. Shakey got the shakes and talkin 14 Carat Gold out of her freakin mind.

"Where is this surprise?"

"Come with me. Our work is much easier now. Now that all we have to do is ask for ransom"

"What? What the hell you talkin bout Mr High Heels?" she had a guess but that was not part of the plot for her to be seen with him. 

"You went and did something dumb as fvck man. I was suppose to find them and join The Gangsta Girllz Academy and get turnt out and maybe enjoy it if not love it. You want me all to your own freaknique ass" She was blasting his ass real good. 

"Shut up. Dont forget where you got that $6 million figure from. Certainly not from Cornell"

"Cornell not broke. Remember his Apple Bottoms Clothing Line and his Air Force Ones are still fresh as ever"

"What the fvck ever. I dont wear golfing shoes" Mr. High Heel got smart

"Always got something smart to say. You and your smart mouth united for the purple magic ass wipes"

"That's enough. You in over your head and we not backing down. Smelly will pay for hurting my fans at my Fashion Police Cat Walk. It was a total failure. All his Moonwalkers were let in and if mines wanted to get in, they had to say Their were Cherry Moonwalkers. That they loved both of us"

"You know those rat traps lied. If you a Moonwalker you not ever going to be a traitor and applaud for Mr. High Heels"

"While you just let me give you foreplay for about two hours. Smell my fingers. That's you Boo Boo"

"What? I douche with apple cider vinegar"

"What? That will burn your clint up fast. No wonder it took me so long to get you off"

"It took long because your thumb is soar from shedding electric guitars"

"Oh any damn excuse will do huh?"

"Damn Skippy, Skipper"

"Dont call me that. I could be an impersonator"

"Your name is Justin and you work out of Las Vegas then?" she did see a slight longer chin

"What Bozo gets his chin made longer?" she really went in on Mr. High Heels

"My kind that never did. I do a cleanse and it takes the fat out of my face"

"If I wasn't mistaken you trying to look like Smelly in a sly way. The way you do your eyes now. Same as his Invincible LP"

"You must be dreaming"

"Boy the only song the world loves is Purple Rain and you did not even write that"

"Smelly, did not write Man In The Mirror either"

"OK, so the two musical genius had songs gifted to them. That's just peachy fvckin peachy"

~*~

Mr. High Hells led them down to a hiden room and open the door where they both were jumped from the two behind the door

"Biotch and biotch nizzle" they both were swinging on Shakey and Mr. High Heels

"They loose you damn fool" Shakey tried to run but got her weave edges snatched like nappy roots

"How the fvck yall get out of my whips and chains? I just watched yall two pawn all over each other. I got the se*x tape to prove it"

Lynnae saw that Shakey had a piece of Smelly's jewelry

"Start talkin gap legged wrench" 

Lynnae knew that came from home

"Where the fvck is Smelly and why the fvck yall take us too?"

Sweets was getting the chains ready for payback

"Hey!!!!!" 

Too late The Minnesota midget another nickname for his petite azz

"Yall turn to be turnt out"

"I am not staying" 

Lynnae had missing walking on the beach and humming her favorite tune that calmed her down. Realizing that Smelly is in great danger. All that oh long drawn out back and forth and cant think of a thing to put together shiid is over

"Imma go walk the beach but do man handle these two, Sweets"

"Shiid they gone love it or they eyes will be rolling in the back of their heads like they making an half ass short film. We know who was really famous for his short films." She already had Shakey strung up and she got her thrasher out. "Trust me. It's gettin hot in here. Time to take off all our your clothes"

Marking her ex-'s hit tune

Next, she had short stop on a fis*ting table. Sweets got some pretty huge hands for a Madame 

"Yall gone learn today" 

Sweets slammed the deadbolts and Lynnae heard the screaming then she knew Sweets had to tape their annoying ass moans. Nobody feels important when Sweets is in her element

~*~

Lynnae is trying to send her vibes to Smelly and hopes he remebers her favorite calm down tune

~Sent From Heaven ~

(Keyshia Coles plays the character Laila Lynnae) 

Kool...