Hell And Back (NBA Youngboy)- COMPLETED

Chapter 59 🥀: Lituation

Mariah Williams 💫

So, these niggas set me to be the party planner. When this party come out to be trash, they better not blame me. I was writing down numbers for venues when YB kept poking me.

"Nigga, if youn stop poking me wit' then pencil fingers..."

"They had you spazzin' out, though." I just looked at him with a stupid look.

"Oh, youn remember? I must needa refresh ya memory?"

"You is so manish." I laughed, waving him off. He smirked and started poking me again.

"JAL--" He cut me off by slapping a hand over my mouth.

"You play so fuckin' much." He said, struggling to keep me in the head lock.

"Say some'. Say some'." He taunted me, then let me go.

"Stop fuckin'--man handlin' me!" I paused and punched him in the chest.

"Stop fuckin'--hittin' me like dat." He wrapped his hand around my neck and mugged me.

"Stooop!" I pushed his hand away and kept writing. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him smirk.

"Do some'." He put his hand back, and I tried to push him away but he made his arm stiff.

"Nigga!" I struggled to push him off, biting my lip.

"Yo' freaky ass like it." I tried to get him off me again.

"Kentrell, I want some' to eat." Jaliyah whined as she stomped through the kitchen. I looked at her stupid, because she just looked at us and kept whining. He finally let go of me, and I started breathing regularly. They started talking about food and I blocked them out, scribbling the rest of the venues on the paper. I started calling up venues once Jaliyah skipped out of the room. I bit the pen cap, waiting for someone to answer.

"Keith's Party Room, this is Whitney speaking." I peeped that the front door closed loudly.

"Hi, yes I wanted to know a couple of things about your venue." I used my white girl voice.

"Go right ahead, ma'am!"

"Okay so, first of all, wh--what is the initial price for it?" I punched Ken in the chest as he kissed my neck.

"Well, there's the--" I couldn't focus, because he started sucking harder.

"Can you fuckin' stop?" I whispered, pulling my phone away from my mouth. He ignored me, and I just put the phone back to my ear. I had to sit there and fight it out, scribbling the information down sloppily as shivers went down my spine. All I could think about was how I was gonna cover this shit up. When I finally hung up, he laughed at me.

"Fuck you." I simply said, dialing up the next number.
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*Day of the Party*

"Girl, all this damn party plannin', I'm not gonna be out dea twerkin' n shit. I'm finna sit back and watch THEM enjoy." I said, putting on my crop top. Asia pressed her lips together and shook her head.

"Betta' den me. Who you got performin' besides the gang?" I shrugged.

"Ken still ain't told me who else was comin'. I'm scared, actually." She chuckled at me, nodding.

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"Answer that fa me." I was focused on getting these damn heels on.

"Sissy pooh!" Asia cooed at Gigi. They were talking about the party as I got ready.

"Y'all, I'm finna kick rocks, makin' sure this party ready. See y'all there!" They had finally switched over to Asia's phone. I left and went to the party, making sure everything is set. Security was on 10, food was on point, music was jumping. In other words, we were set. I gave security the thumbs up and people slowly started showing up as they were let in, paying at the door. Ain't no freebies, bih.