The Famous Rappers

Chapter Six

On my way over there I checked my phone cause apparently a little while ago I received a text from Lil Skies.

Baby Boy Sky💙

"Sup queen missin
u already bby glad
I took tht pic of u🙏🏽"

"Omg what
pic? Either
send it to     
                                             me or
erase it😤"
read

He immediately read it then sent a picture. It was of me, laying down, I was just about to fall asleep, I was watching Netflix, laying on my stomach, my ass sticking out, I immediately cupped my mouth, but at least I looked good.

"Dat ass look
like a peach
lemme bite
dat shi😜🍑"

"Bitch delete
it I'm out.
Gotta hit
up Joyner"
I texted.

"Fuc that bby.
I could be ur
daddy😳😘."

He sent, but I ignored it with a smile.

We then arrived at Joyner's place.

I walked in without knocking, and I heard Joyner talking in a baby voice.

"Yeah who's a good lil man? You are!Yeah!" Joyner exclaimed.

I walked into his backyard which was where he was sitting in the grass, lifting his baby son up and off of the floor and into the air.

"Oh my gosh he is so cute!" I said as I sat next to him.

"Thank you. He's my son after all." Joyner said.

"I love kids." I said.

"We should have some together." Joyner suggested, making me laugh. I wasn't ready for one of my own.

Joyner and I loved on his baby for awhile, until his mother came and took the baby to her place.

After that Joyner and I decided to talk about yesterday.

"And Kat your not a bitch. You never have been and you never will be. I was just real mad yesterday. That fool is apart of my record label but since he's younger than me I think they like him more and I'm territorial enough with the music, now that nigga has the nerve to try and get at my girl? Fuck that."

"Your girl?" I said, smiling at him. He returned a smile, then scooted closer to me.

He wrapped his arm around me and kissed me on my head. I never pictured Joyner being a softie like he is wit me.

"Yes. My girl. And maybe one day you could be my wife."

I nuzzled my face in his neck, feeling happy that we made up.

"I'd be down. I swear I've always liked you that's why it pissed me off so bad yesterday." I said.

"Well I didn't mean it baby girl, and there's nothing I can do but apologize and hopefully you forgive me."

"I do." I said.

He pulled me onto his lap and I pulled his face to mine, we began French kissing and it quickly led to makeup sex.

After that we started working on our new song.

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Joyner and I had a concert together today, but afterwards, I had to run away from paparazzi and these creeps who were following me, so I ended up on this dark street, in the middle of I-don't-know-where. I looked around, should I turn back? Nah I don't want to go through that alley again, especially with those stalker fans just a little ways away.

So I continued walking until I saw a familiar limo rolling up ahead of me. Not my limo, but a friends'.

I stopped in front of it and started waving my arms.

"Hey! Hold up! I need a ride!" I yelped, jumping up and down trying to get their attention.

"Hey is that the Saint?"

"Yeah it is!"

"Hey girl!"

"Oh my god it's really her!"

"Damn she's even finer in real life."

"For real though."

The limo stopped and I hopped in the back. Phora was in there, next to Dezy, Logic was with his girl, G-Eazy, and Halsey, were together, Dizzy Wright was there, and one other hoe. I ended up practically sitting on Dizzy Wright's lap, with my arm around him not cause I wanted to, but because that's the only place there was to sit. What a great time to wear my sheer white cropped tank top and charcoal gray shorts that were the length of some underwear.

"Wow it's so cool to see so many celebs in such a small space." Some hoe said smiling at all of us.

"So Kat. I hear your wit Joyner is that true?" Phora asked, all eyes set on me.

"Yeah but it's an open relationship. With all these fans we can't really get tied down ahah." I said making everyone laugh.

"It's not jus the fans baby, I want you too." Dizzy Wright said, cupping my boob with his hand.

The guys cracked up, all of them were checking me out since my titties were all out in that tight white tank top. I made sure Phora was looking and Dezy saw that.

All of the girls looked pissed and that had me crackin tf up.

"Gosh would you hurry the hell up driver?! I can't stand these-..." Dezy began, looking furious.

"These what?" I said, sitting up, glaring at her. I've always hated her.

She made eye contact with me, then, as if she realized something she smugly smiled.

"These whores with no tale-" Before she could even finish her sentence, one of the hoes tackled her and started beating her ass, I laughed as did pretty much everyone else. She was a bitch and she deserved every punch.

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