Imani
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(Y'all better not comment no type of heart eyes. My babies know they cute. They gotta whole wife. Me.)
"Are you really mad?" I asked Dimitri.
He gripped the steering wheel, pressing on the gas.
"Look, you better slow your ass down before we be in the hospital again"
He ignored me. Drama Queen.
He is in his feelings every since we saw Quavo in the mall. I only wanted a picture. He's acting like I was throwing it back.
I sighed. "Are you big mad or little?" I asked seriously
"Imani, keep playing." He warned. I could see him looking at me from the corner of his eye.
"How am I playing? What am I doing?" I asked. Of course, he ignored me.
"You have to be big mad then." I said giggling.
"Can you be quiet?" He asked, frowning.
"Umm." I said tapping my chin. "Nah, I can't, so how was your day?" I asked, turning my body towards his.
He ignored me once again.
"Since you're ignoring me I think I'll call up Quavo. He'll listen." I pulled out my phone pretending to face time him.
It was all fun and games until he threw my phone out the window.
"Have you lost yo' rabbit ass mind? What the hell is wrong with you?" I was heated.
"Nobody called up Quavo fine ass." I gasped, putting my hand over my mouth. I realized what I had said.
Dimitri hates when I call another man fine. He gets jealous, which is so cute.
He pressed on the breaks causing the car to jolt to a stop.
"Keep testing me, you think you're being cute when you are not." He said sticking his finger all in my face.
I slapped it. I stared at him before busting out laughing. "Boy, bye."
He huffed wrapping his hand around my throat. Not in a violent way.
He laughed pulling me near him. "Get some act right babygirl before I give you some. Understand?"
I thought long and hard about my next answer. "No, I don't."
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