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Arnell was almost asleep when she heard the room door open and close. She rested her head on her hand and watched Damitri scramble around the room. "Damn, I woke you up?" He asked while taking off his shirt. She shook her head. He was looking good as hell.
He climbed in the bed and noticed that she had on his shirt. "Here you go wit my clothes again." He joked.
"What?" Arnell said. "It's comfy."
He turned on the TV and flipped through the channels.
"Meech?"
"Hm?" He mumbled not looking at her.
"You and Dorian okay?" She questioned.
She hesitated with asking him that. She didn't want to seem like she was stepping out of her place.
"Yeah, we cool. Why you ask?" He said looking at her.
"Cause y'all both were banged up pretty bad, his face was obviously worse." She started up. "I don't know, y'all seemed off."
"Yeah, we aight." He explained. "We fight all the time, but that's fam."
Arnell nodded her head. She was glad they were okay.
"Since we on the topic, what up with you and my sis?" He asked with his eyebrow raised. She hoped they wouldn't have to talk about this subject. She knew she couldn't say the things she wanted to because that was his sister.
Umm. Yo sister is a hatin' ass hoe and she ain't got nothing better to do than fuck with me. She thought.
Arnell shrugged. "She just never liked me."
"What you mean?"
"I don't even know, Meech. She was always mean to me for no reason." She explained. "I didn't even do anything to her."
"Aww, poor baby." He said trying to give her a kiss, but Arnell moved her head so it landed on her cheek.
He smacked his lips. "Quit playin' and gimme a kiss."
"Nah, you quit playing." She replied with her arms folded.
"Aight, I'm sorry." He said pulling her in closer. She felt his bulge pushing up in her butt.
"Keep it in your pants." She said pushing him off.
"Ugh," he groaned. "Damn, girl. You killin' me."
Arnell shrugged. She was finally getting back at him for the times he did it to her.
Damitri watched TV and tapped away on his phone while Arnell went to sleep. It wasn't until midnight until she dozed off.
"Nells, get up." Damitri ordered.
She could hear her phone alarm blaring in the back.
"Mm." Arnell groaned.
"Get. Up. I'm not gonna tell you again." He warned while slapping her butt.
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Playing With Fire
General FictionPlaying with fire is bad for those who burn themselves. For the rest of us, it is a very great pleasure. - Anonymous
