Hell And Back (NBA Youngboy)- COMPLETED

Chapter 28 🥀: Puppy Love

Mariah's POV
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"Trell..." I moan, crawling up some, only to be pulled back by my hips.

"Stop runnin'." He smashed my hips into his.

"It's too much..." I slur, arching my back.

"This right, daddy?"

"Shit." I heard him moan, I smiled. He put a hand on my back, pushing soft. I felt a build up in my stomach and--

I woke up, coughing hard. I sighed in relief as I realized he wasn't in the bed. I sat up.

"You done dreamin' bout me?" I heard him ask. I almost broke my neck, looking across the room. I groaned in frustration.

"Nooooooo!" I put my head in my hands, and he chuckled.

"I'm neva gon' hear the end of this shit." I mumble, slouching down. I scrunch my face up, looking down at my sheets.

"Yo, can I use ya--Oh shit, look at that big ass wet spot! Ewwww, y'all nasty!" Kd said, I shook my head.

"We wasn't fuckin'!" We both chorused. He waved us off, turning back around. I got out of my bed, ripping everything off. I ran to get in the shower, praying nobody sees my clothes. I turn on the shower, sighing. I did my hygiene routine, coming out of the bathroom in a short time. I went back in my room and saw that the sheets were gone. I assumed YB put them in the washing machine, so I just went in the living room and sat beside Keisha.

"Hey y'all--" I cut myself off, looking at the female that was on Ben's lap. I looked at Keisha with a confused face as everybody said hey.

"That's how I was lookin', sis." I shrugged.

"Hi, excuse me, hey." I asked in the most polite tone I can pull out. I was tempted to fuck Ben up for bringing a female that neither I or Keisha knows in our place. She looked up at me, then looked at Ben.

"Oh, she must don't speak English, translate for ha, Ben." Keisha spoke up, and everybody started laughing.

"But, real shit, you gon' introduce us?" Kd leaned. I sucked my teeth.

"So yeen introduce her to nobody?" He just shrugged, while she was looking stupid. I scoffed, getting up. I guess it's just one of his hoes. I walked to the hall closet when I heard the washing machine stop.

"On some real shit, this kinda disrespectful." I heard Beenie say.

"Bruh, we ain't gone be here long--"

"Okay, but you know her situation."

"I don't see what the problem is." I heard a female voice say.

"So, she do speak English." I giggled, putting the sheets in the dryer.

"Aye, shorty imma need you to pipe down 'cause you dippin' and dabbin' in some' you ain't gon' be around to learn 'bout." YB said. I heard somebody suck their teeth. I started the dryer, walking back in the living room. I sat back in my spot.

"You straight? 'Cause we can just dip." Ben asked me. I just looked up at him, then looked down.

"I don't care, ask Keisha." I mumbled, looking down at my ringing phone.

"Hey, auntie!" I smiled.

"Hey, boo! Listen, I know you got a lot of stuff goin' on, but can you keep your cousins for a week or two."

"Sure, how you gettin' 'em here?" I sit up.

"I'm going to California for a little while, and imma just fly from New Orleans when I bring 'em to you. I'm bringing all three, boo." Aunt Monica had a set of boy/girl twins and a younger daughter. Nadia and Nasir were thirteen, and Diamond was 9 months. I sighed.