Hell And Back (NBA Youngboy)- COMPLETED

Chapter 65 🥀: Happy

Mariah Williams 💫

"Man, this why I can't stand you." I was laughing at Asia stupid ass. She was high as fuck, and I was getting there. We had hotboxed her car, but we decided to go raid Youngboy's kitchen. I unlocked the door, giggling randomly. I open the door and they were still on the sofa hugged up. They were mugging us as Asia tripped over air but caught herself. I was laughing my ass off.

"I want this...and this...annnddd—''

"So you jus' finna eat all that boy stuff?"

"Yeah." She responded, pulling out another box of Gushers. I looked over at Youngboy, who was looking all over the place. Nigga attention span was on zero. I found myself looking at Kentrell again. I licked my lips slowly, staring at his. He was laughing at something softly, so his grills were showing a little bit. He looked at me and smiled, sticking his tongue out and wiggling it slowly. I made a little noise, making Asia look at me.

"Bitch, bring yo horny ass on." I rolled my eyes, following her. As we walked through the living room, she turned to Youngboy and Jaliyah. Jaliyah was on her phone. She pointed at me, then brought her hand to her face, doing something I couldn't see. I looked at Youngboy and tried to figure it out. All I knew is that it pissed him off, because he was looking at me like I killed his mama. Shit just made me stare even harder. Asia pulled my arm and led me to the room. She flopped on the bed and I sat on it.

"Why he mad?" She laughed out loud.

"That nigga—I said—'' She pointed to herself, then me, then put her index and middle finger along the corners of her mouth, flicking her tongue out.

"Ewww!" I laughed.

"His ass got mad. He'on wanna see you be wit' anotha' nigga, let alone catch some pussy." I throw a pillow at her.

"I'm just keepin' it 1k. Why he still stressin' bout what's in ya mouth or on ya heart if he got a whole bitch?" I shrugged. She sucked her teeth at me.

"Bitch, if I had the energy I would cuss yo ass out. But, I feel like sleepin' my life away. Can a real bitch sleep ova'?"

"Duh." I say, getting up to turn off the light.

*

"FUCK YOU, BITCH!" I woke up to Jaliyah screaming. I looked over and saw that Asia was gone.

"NAWL, FUCK YOU! WHEN I BEAT YO ASS, ION WANNA HEAR ALLAT." Asia yelled back. I jumped out of the bed, getting out the door as I heard more screaming.

"YOU AIN'T GON' TOUCH HA, THOUGH." Youngboy jumped in, I turned the corner and almost had a heart attack. Youngboy had yelled at Jaliyah, not Asia. Boomer, Kd, and Three were watching, too. Kd goofy ass had some popcorn, eating the hell out of it.

"OH, SO YOU STICKIN' UP FA OTHA BITCHES NOW?"

"OH LIL MAMA, I AINT NO BITCH!" Youngboy turned around, and locked eyes with me. I was standing still behind them.

"What the fuck goin' on?"

"MY MUTHAFUCKIN NIGGA!" Beenie shot across the room, pulling me into a tight hug.

"What's poppin', boa?"

"None much, been chillin'."

"So y'all finna tell me what the fuck goin' on?"

"This ugly ass, bean head, horse hair, stick body, broke ass heifer done worked up da nerve ta cheat on Youngboy, and I told ha bout haself ." Asia was getting worked up again.

"Okay, but it ain't ya muthafuckin' business! You must be tryna get on his dick, too?" Asia just about flipped Youngboy over and popped the hell out of her. I gasped to try to keep myself from laughing.