Malaysia(in media) (present day)
"These bitches got us fucked up don't they bitch? DONT THEY?!" "Yes bitch more fucked than a white bitch at a frat party..all shades of fucked up! So many they can call us Dr. Grey!" I paced my floor and talked to myself in my head yelling and panicking..what to do what to do? Fuck man!Earlier that year( somewhere in January):
Aileema POV
I packed my bags quickly before my step dad came back home. I had to get away. I just had to.. I can't fucking take it anymore. Im grown as fuck! I'm his daughter... Of all people he would do this to me? Me! Steal from me, leaves me to take care of his kid like some maid or something, gets drunk and beats me. Then last night made an attempt to touch on me? I threw my head back at the ceiling as I brought my small palms to my face so that I could wipe away the falling tears. I provide for this family. Not him not his baby mama not any of his trifling ass kids! I do! I deserve better. "Ima burn this bitch to the ground" I whispered to myself. I grabbed my car keys and took my bags in both hands. With my book bag on my back. I ensured no one was in the house before I turnt on all the eyes on the gas stove and the oven and turnt the microwave on 30 minutes with nothing but a few forks in it that I had thrown in there. I wish I could have thrown gas everywhere but I need that for my car until I get a new job. I walked out the house and got in my truck. "Burn bitch" I mumbled to my self as I backed up and sat at the corner of the street. Withing those three minutes the house that was once my home had blown up and was in spiraling flames. To be more dramatic I turnt on love the way you lie by Rihanna and Eminem
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?
That's alright because I love the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry?
That's alright because. I love the way you lie.
I know it may seem kinda lame but who gives a fuck?
I drove off into the night blaring music through my loud and strong bass speakers. Bzzzzz. I felt my phone begin vibrating in my pocket. I picked it up without looking at the screen to see who was calling.
"Yo?" I answered calmly.
"BITCH I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU BLACK DIRTY NECK BITCH! YOU DYKE ASS CUNT! YOU BURNT MY FUCKING HOUSE DOWN!"
I heard my livid father yelling and swearing through my phone. Of which I hung up and tossed into the backseat before tears began falling again. "Man, I'm only 18. what am I gonna do dawg?" I questioned noone in particular. I dropped out of School during sophomore year. But I am far from dumb. I always felt there wasn't anything school could teach me, that a library and Google couldn't. Damn. I drove. . and drove and drove and drove and drove some more. I had no clue where the fuck I was, I just needed to be....away. I drove until i came across a hotel. I pulled into the parking lot and stared at the sign "Malaysia's Comfort Suites." The sign read. "Who the fuck would name their child that dawg?" I said aloud to myself. I grabbed a few of my many bags and got out the car. Soon as the cold air of January hit me and my velvet burgundy timbs hit the snowy ground I instantly became exhausted. I walked into the hotel with nothing but anticipation and exhaustion iny body. Oh and coldness lots of freezing blood. I walked up to the lady at the desk. "Ma'am I know it's pretty late, but I just got out of a messy situation. My name is Aileema Solomon and I was wondering if you happened to have any rooms available? I'm willing to pay whatever price you throw at me, right here right now. Just please, help me." She looked at me with an unreadable expression before she said "hold on" and walked away. Damn she had a nice ass, I thought to myself. A few minutes later the lady came back with a stud that looked to be about 25-30. had shoulder length locks and dark skin. "Hello, how are you Ms. Solomon? I'm Malaysia, I own the hotel and the only suites we have available are the most expensive ones which run you up to $350 ...per night. My eyes bucked out of my head at the price and I couldn't her but put my head into my hands before any tears escaped. I sighed and nodded my head at the price. "But, for you I will lower the price. If you give me 180 right now, you only Have to pay me 55 every night. deal?" I nodded and shook the studs hand. When I studied her face more, I noticed she looked a little...umm...crazy ..as fuck..pretty..but crazy...I don't care. I'm sleepy. I gave her the money and went to my suite. I didnt even take anythingboff before I collapsed at the very sight of the bed and drifted off into a deep sleep.
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Two Bonnie's Underneath
बेतरतीबTwo Bonnie's Underneath is a stud for stud story about Aileema and Romyla. Two studs who meet on a Regular every day jobs. neither one claim to be stud4stud. neither one want anything to do with one another. but things take a turn when they meet Mal...