When I walked in the house Lucci was sitting on the couch flipping through channels. "hay ma" I said passing by her. She didn't say anything. "oh we'll I said ignoring her. I went into my room sat on my bed relaxing. I took off my heels and my clothes and put on some shorts and a sports bra. Then I seen my iPhone flash.
Kahlil: wyd ma
Jazz: XD nothing just relaxing before I start my homework
Kahlil: need some help ?
Jazz: A lil
Kahlil: ok Skype me
Jazz: ok what's your name
Kahlil: KahlilMyles
Jazz: ok
I grabbed my computer and logged onto Skype. I looked him up and called him.
"Hay ugly" he teased.
"Hay" I said smiling.
" ok so what don't you understand"? He said shirtless and sexy.
"Ummm.. I said staring at his body. "Go put on a shirt please." I said trying to concentrate.
He gave me a sexy smirk and left his computer screen.
Lucci came in my room looking pissed.
"We need to talk ! now "she said sternly.
"Ok what's up " I said confused
"Why you still dealing with that dude."
"Ummm cuz he I seen a different side of him today" I said still confused now a little pissed.
" You so dam stupid she yelled" with rage all in her eyes.
"Bitch who you calling stupid I asked now pissed all the way off.
"Yo dumb ass you fucking this nigga who can care less bout you."
"Get out my face Lucci I don't have for this shit" said standing up with my fist balled.
Lucci push me down on to the floor. "you bitch" I yelled getting up slapping her. I started to punch her in the face when I felt someone grab me. She kicked me in the stomach. "You scary hoe fight me when I ain't got no restraint BITCH!" I yelled
The person who had me pulled into the living room. Get the fuck off of me I pushed. I turned around to see Kahlil still trying to control me. How the fuck- I was cut off by Lucci throwing my bags at me me. "Take yo shit and leave my fucking house Bitch" she yelled with hurt and rage in her eyes. That "b" word came out her mouth to many times. "Fuck you and yo house gay hoe, you supposed to be my bitch when my mama left me you said you'll never turn on me" I said with tears rolling down my face. I was hurt that my girl, my ace turned on me.
Kahlil grabbed my bags and walked me out the house.
Who do you think was wrong Lucci or Jazz Please comment and vote!!!!
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Trying A Thug(Editing)
Teen FictionJazz McLove is a 19 year old woman who aspires to build her own empire. But in her head there is no time for love. Her heart is telling her different. She falls in love with a big time drug dealer despite that she hates them.
