Chapter 8

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Jazmines POV

   

       My dad woke me up because he wanted to talk over some breakfast. So I did my hygiene and put on pj's I go down stairs to see Rashad's ass sitting in my chair. Did I mention when my father dies im the next female thug of the home. "Get..The...Fuck....Up." He smiles like a Cheshire cat . So I reach for my strap im my pj bottoms. Lucky for him my dad stopped me. "Bae don't crazy with me." Rashad says with a smirk on his face I slap him with my glock at the side of his face. He laughs even harder and wipes the blood that was leaking from the side of his face. "I love it when you get physical." I had to admit im sexy ass hell. "I love you. You love me. I forgive you." I kiss him, take my plate to the pool room. He follows me. He was wearing nothing but black basketball shorts . I was in my two piece bikini. "You ready?" He says to me. "Nigga we just made up and you want sex. Fuck that." He looks at me and comes closer. Kisses my neck in which makes me drop my plate.(Which caused me to be enraged. ) He then leans in for another kiss. I pull away and escape to my room. "This boy really got me thinking am I ready for the pace he wants to go. My dad was home too was he trying to die. I say I dive my head into the pillow while listening to The Motion by Drake.

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