Cuba
"Qua stop!" I whined out. It was 9 AM & Qua would not stop touching me. He kept trying to put his hand in my shorts & up my shirt. I was getting annoyed as hell. Plus I'm worn out. We had sex literally all night, lasting 5 rounds. My legs were still weak & my vagina was aching. So I definitely didn't wanna have sex at all today. And he should be tired too, more than me at that.
"Qua leave me the fuck alone!" I yelled forcefully pushing his hands away. I got up out the bed & looked at the floor & seeing the 8 condoms Qua went through last night.
"Ew." I lowly said walking over them. I tried to walk but ended up stumbling & had to hold on to the night stand. I sighed before limping into the bathroom.
"Don't come back til you fix that funky ass attitude." He said. I smacked my lips before slamming the bathroom door. I slipped my shirt & shorts off before cutting the shower on. I stared in the mirror as I waited on the shower to heat up. My neck was covered in hickeys, and a bite mark was left around my areola. I rubbed my body before stepping into the shower. I picked up the bar of soap rubbing it all over me. A moment later I heard the bathroom door open. Then the shower door slid open & Qua stepped in.
I rolled my eyes ignoring him & continued to wash my body. Qua took the soap from me then began to wash his body. We silently continued to bathe ourselves until I asked if he was done. He nodded his head yes & I turned off the shower. We got out & I wrapped myself in a towel sitting on the sink counter. I watched Qua as he dried off, his dick hanging freely & moved as he did. He shook his dreads then wrapped himself in a towel. He walked over to me & kissed my lips before hugging me. I layed my head on his shoulder & we stood like this for a few minutes before I pulled away. Before either of us were able to speak there was a knock at our bedroom door. Qua walked out to open it & I jumped off the counter. I grabbed my toothbrush wetting it then placed toothpaste on it.
"Aye Nigga what you-" was all I heard Qua say before I heard 5 gunshots. I jumped dropping my toothbrush in the sink. I ran out to the bedroom seeing a red stain on the carpet, but no Qua.
Tears filled my eyes as I slowly crept to the open door. I was scared as hell & it was way too quiet. I stepped into the basketball court then crept my way to the living room, my heart increasing speed with each step. When I turned the corner I saw Kiari standing on the couch with a gun in his hand.
"Ki... Kiari!" I whispered. He turned around & his shirt was stained with different colors. I looked at him confused then saw Durel run from around the corner, also with a gun.
"Got you nigga!" He yelled shooting at Kiari. Kiari shot back at him before jumping off the couch then running. I heard more shots then looked up seeing Kirshnik standing at the top of the steps shooting down at them. Then Qua came from outside, with a gun. My eyebrows furrowed as I watched them run around like little ass kids.
"Yo stop!" I yelled making them freeze. "What the fuck are y'all doing!?"
"Paintball baby." Qua said.
"What the fuck I thought something happened to you Qua!"
They began to laugh at me & I rolled my eyes.
"Damn Cuba we just having some fun." Kirshnik said walking down the stairs. I folded my arms watching him then looking at Q.
"Qua go put some clothes on."
"I will when you do." He replied. I looked down seeing I was still wrapped in a white towel. We both walked back to our room. I grabbed Qua's hand leading him to the bathroom. I grabbed a washcloth & wet it then wiped off the paint on Qua's chest. As I did he winced in pain.
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Quavo's Trip To Cuba
FanfictionTroubled teens Cuba & Honduras are sent to ATL from Chicago 🌃. They have been through hell and are adjusting to this new & better lifestyle. Little do we know, both Cuba and Honduras are in for huge surprises. Follow through their journeys of lies...