My hands shook. I was going to call Daddy, and i was scared to do so.
what if he hates me?
what if he thinks im pathetic?
what if he thinks my dick is small?
what if hes a rasict?
All these thoughts polluted my head. I ignored them and picked up the phone and dialed the numbers.
770-710-9186 (please call this number i will love you forever answer with some stupid hate shit please)
the ringing filled the silence of the colloge dorm.
*Keemstara POV*
"You stupid nigger!" I screamed into the microphone. Damn, who knew gaming was so hard.
Suddenly, i felt a vibration in my pocket. I pulled out my phone and saw an unknown number glow on the screen. I decided to answer it.
"Hello?" I asked. "He-hey ke-keemstar." The voice sounded familiar. of corse i thought this is alex.
"oo how formal" i laughed out, with a little hint of lust in my voice. I mean, how could i not? Alex? more like lets have Alsex.
"Heh y-yeah. Um i was wondering if i could like, um, go on a date?" I smiled faintly and replied with" Of corse, my darling." i heard a sigh of relief."Come over to my house. Ive got a 9 bedroom 3 bath place, so its plenty big enough." After that, we had made a plan. I slept well that night, knowing that Alex was coming over.
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Daddy; a Keemstar fanfiction
FanfictionA poor college student named Alex is depressed from being single. He ends up attempting suicide, and almost dies...until he shows up.
