|4-Going To Hell|

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" Dillyn Get The Fuck Off My Phone" I said to him rolling my eyes. " This Why Don't Nobody Even Like Yo' Ass"

" The Hoes Do" He said and then started laughing. " They Be Tellin' Meh They Like It And They Want Meh Ta' Go Fasta', Ya' Heard Meh-"

" You Know You Goin' To Hell Right" I said. " It's Sunday. You Shouldn't Be Sayin' Shit Like That"

" My Bad" He said. " Forgive Meh Lord. But That's What They Be Sayin"

" Bye Dillyn" I said ready to hang up the phone on my brother.

" Wait!" He said.

" What Do You Want Now?" I asked. " You Told Me To Wait Ten Minutes Ago"

" Ya' Talked To Mama Today" He asked.

" No Why" I asked impatiently. " Whatchu Want? Mama Don't Wanna Talk To You"

" She'on Wanna Talk To You Eitha" He said.

" Okay So Why You Asked Me If I Talked To Her Then?" I asked.

" Neva' Mind" He said. " Alright Ima Call Ya' Lata"

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

" Okay Troy" I said. " Bye"

" Bye Sis" He said and I ended the call.

I put my phone into my pocket and jogged downstairs.

" It's Hotter Than Hell In L.A Right Now" I mumbled to myself as I walked into the kitchen.

Do I got ice cream? I opened my freezer and saw ice cream lined up. I smiled to myself and grabbed cookies and cream.

I grabbed a spoon and walked into the living room, sitting on the couch.

" What I Miss?" I asked watching Love and Hip Hop.

Apparently Kirk got another girl pregnant.

" Ooo Shit" I said spooning some ice cream into my mouth. " Rasheeda Gon' Beat Yo' Ass Kirk"

That's when my phone went off, indicating I had a text.

" I Can Bet It's Either Lucas Or Troy's Annoying Ass" I said before grabbing my phone and unlocking it to go to my messages.

BroTroy😈😂😎❤🙄


I busted out laughing as I watched the video and shook my head, texting back

SisY/N😂👫🤓🙃
U must really be going to hell Troy. U better pray

BroTroy😈😂😎❤🙄
I do pray. Y'all just think the worst for a nigga

SisY/N😂👫🤓🙃
U do the worst shit talm bout you'll fuck a couple bitches for a couple bands U a hoe

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