"So where's the doll?" YN asked.
Roc: ...
YN: ....... Where's. The. Fucking. Doll. Roc??
Roc: ....
Roc: .....
Roc: .....
YN: RACK!
Roc: huh? Whatchu say?
Roc snapped out of his daze,as the crew sat on the patio. Dejonay and Jay laughed. Kyle and Potato weren't there. This was the time for them to meet,an burn the doll as planned,which Roc failed to stick with. "Roc we have the kerosene oil and matches ready where's the doll?!" YN yelled sternly. "What?! Why do y'all have to be so mean and cruel to the poor girl? We shouldn't burn and steal her things! Damn." Roc preached. There was silence. YN Dejonay and Jay all looked at each other in shock. "The curse is on you isn't it." YN said in a gasp. Roc shook his head in denial. "What did she do to you Roc?!" Dejonay asked. Cus she figured something went down. And so did Jay. "He prolly got him some pussy hahaa" Jay joked. "Yes. That's exactly what happened." Roc said,storming off the patio walking to his house. The crew was left shocked as ever. YN was furious. "OH HELL NAW" YN exclaimed. "We seriously have to get rid of that shit. Permanently. Let's go y'all. This can't happen any longer." YN ordered. And they did just that.
They all went over to Patricia's house. And to their surprise,no one was home. At least that's what it looked like. YN did her hairpin trick and opened the door. They scanned the house and no one really wasn't there. YN looked at the end of the staircase,where a small dark hole was,and there was the hiseccha doll. "Here you go." Jay said,handing YN a glove to protect her hand from contracting anything from the doll. That's how powerful it was. She picked it up from the hole,and held it daintily as if it was a piece of shit. The doll was a boy,with buttons as eyes. A small smile sewed on his face with pink thread. The doll was soft,made of nothing but sponge. A tiny white shirt fitted on it (just like what Roc is wearing on the cover of this book) and black jeans on the legs. Patricia spent a lot of time making this doll,and doing the ritual to place the curse on the doll and connecting the doll with Chresanto August aka Roc.
YN held the doll,scorning it. "Are we gonna take it home and burn it??" Dejonay asked. "Fuck no. I don't want this shit anywhere near my house girl. Let's go to the back and burn it now. Time is running out for Roc. The curse is increasing by the second." YN complained. "Oh. And it got so far that he had sex with her huh?" Jay asked,catching up a lil. "Yeah exactly. I hope he used a condom man." YN wished. They walked to the back of the house. The lawn was green rich and nice,and there was a garden too. "C'mon there's a nice spot under that tree. The smoke won't be so obvious." Dejonay suggested. They went there and got straight to work.
The doll was layed out. The oil was poured on the doll,and YN lit the match. She placed the flame on the doll,and it started to burn slowly. "Y'all gotta hum for me iight." YN said. They hummed without questioning her. They knew that YN knew what she was doing. YN chanted a different language. It wasn't creepy or anything. Just....odd.
"OH MY GOSH!" Patricia yelled,when she saw what they were doing. The guys jumped up. Dejonay and Jay backed away from Patricia as far they could. The fact that she's a witch scares them a lil. But not YN. "You're using this doll to control Roc and I'm gonna destroy it!" YN shouted seriously. Patricia gasped. She ran passed YN almost pushing her down and grabbed her doll,blowing away the fire. It was half burnt. Both legs,and the waistline was gone. The curse is taken off of Roc incompletely. Patricia screamed in frustration. "Get outta here!!!" She yelled. YN rolled her eyes,not wanting to touch Patricia. They had no choice. "C'mon y'all." YN said and they left.
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My Love's Identity - [MB Love Story]
FanfictionRoc likes all the girls, and all the girls like Roc, but one in particular....is secretly obsessed with him. YN, and the boys (including Roc) bully her. Her name is Patricia. She is heavily overweight, weighing over 230lbs. She has a mouth full of m...