The Famous Rappers

Chapter Seven

After that, of course cops were called, that hoe was arrested, charges were pressed, Dezy had to go to the hospital, and I did something really petty cause Dezy pissed me off when she called me that. I took a picture of her while she was still on the floor, all beat up, looking horrible, and I went to the hospital with Phora cause he didn't go with her. He didn't seem like he wanted to go but she threatened him.

So while we were at the hospital, in the waiting room, I decided to take a selfie with Phora. He had his hands pushing up my boobs, as he kissed my cheek, meanwhile I took the picture with a smug smirk. Then I posted both pictures. The awful one of Dezy, and that selfie, the caption was, "Dezy got jumped!🙀 I'm at the hospital rn wit the bae Phora."

Likes and comments were through the roof. Apparently everyone thought that Phora didn't seem too worried about Dezy being in the hospital since he was kissing me ahah.

After making sure Phora wanted me, I went back to my place.

And as soon as I got there, apparently someone was waiting for me in my home-studio.

I got in there, only to see Sky, jamming out to one of my songs, called, Shameless. He was watching the music video to it and that's like the only music video that I was on drugs while making and I was acting like a thot in it.

"Damn she is so fine." Sky commented, just watching the video in amusement.

I turned the video off and glared at him.

"Really? You got some nerve just coming into my house, listening to my music, in my studio." I said, putting my hand on my hip, arching my eyebrows, pursing my lips.

He grinned when he saw me.

"Hi queen," Sky began, but then, he clearly thought about something cause his face turned more serious. "And you
got some nerve posting some picture like that of you and that nigga Phora."

I giggled.

"Ahahah! You saw that?" I said, cupping my mouth, stifling the laugh with my hand.

He nodded with a slight smile.

"Yeah you didn't see my comment?" Sky asked.

"Nah what's it say?"

He showed me the comment on his phone.

"Ooooooh @phoraone you better take ur hands off my girl. Or else Ima tell Joyner." His comment said.

I cracked up and gave him back his phone.

"I'm not your girl. Joyner and I are serious. And I only posted that cause Dezy was being a bitch." I explained, leaning on my desk.

"Who is Dezy? I've never heard of her."

"Just a hoe. She doesn't even make music. She's a nobody mooching off of Phora." I summarized, being a bitch.

(Sorry to the Dezy fans)

"Ughhhh not the biggest fan of Phora. He's always pretty much crying in his songs it's exhausting." Sky said, rolling his eyes.

"Just in his older ones like Sinner and that shits moving." I said, reaching back and playfully hitting his shoulder. But he grabbed my hand and pulled me to him, he put his hands on my hips, practically on my ass as he looked into my eyes.

"Babe please just be mine. Forget about everyone else. Just you and me against the world." Sky said, holding me closer, with an intense gaze.

I looked and pulled away.

"But Joyner mentioned marriage."

He sucked his teeth looking pissed. He leaned against the wall, his back facing me as he slammed his fist against it.

"Kat you're supposed to be mine! I'm not even the one who called you a bitch. I- I want you!" Sky said, looking and sounding stressed. I had already forgot that Joyner called me that.

I sighed, loudly, just watching him lean against the wall, anger building up inside of me.

"WHAT ABOUT WHAT I WANT!" I yelled, getting it out. Sky looked back, clearly shocked. "All my life people tell me what they want... but what about me? I want stuff too!"

"Then what do you want baby? I can get it-"

"I want a normal life. One that I can just go to school, or live in a house with my family, not having to worry about songs or what people think about them. I'm tired of doing this and I'm young as fuck! I don't want to pop pills or drink before and after every fucking show, I do cause of all the stress. I want to be able to go outside without someone asking for a picture or autograph. I- I fucking hate living like this." I said, storming off and into my room. I slammed the door then jumped onto my bed, and buried my face in my pillow. Hopefully he got the gist to leave.

Clearly not since I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

"Ugh just leave!" I shouted into my pillow.

He opened the door, walked in, closed it, I heard him sit on my bed, right behind me, putting his hand on my lower back.

"I'm sorry princess. I really like you and I'm trying my best not to fuck this up. Forgive me will you? Give me another chance." Sky said in a soft voice.

I aggressively pulled him onto me, I began French kissing him, as I ripped off his shirt. My hands explored his body, as we kissed, he took the lead, laying me flat out on the bed, kissing me everywhere as if he were claiming me. But before anything else could happen we heard persistent knocking on my front door. We put our clothes on in disappointment then headed downstairs.