Hood Vibes 2 (DISCONTINUED)

Hood Vibes Nine

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Hood Vibes Nine | Re'Lxuise

I was sitting in the middle of my bed searching for a real estate agent, so that I could sell this house. I've been thinking about moving back to Atlanta for the longest because Cali is going through too much right now. The incident that happened two days ago, put the damn cherry on top of the ice cream.

Jaybee was supposed to be coming over here later on to spend his last day in California with me. I honestly wish that he didn't have to go but his home was in Texas.

"What you doing in here?" Trey came into my room with aumurie and Aurora on his hips looking like somebody's mama.

"Looking for someone to sell my house." I said closing my laptop. Trey sat the twins on my bed and hopped on me wrapping his arms and legs around me with his big ass.

"Ow Trey move, your chain just scratched my lip!" My words came out muffled seeing that he had his chest pressed against my mouth.

"I love you bestfriend." Trey yelled.

"I love you too but get ya big ass off of me." I said and Trey let go of me and rolled on the bed beside me kicking me in the process.

"Jay I need a girl, I'm tired of being single." Trey poked his lip out while looking up at the ceiling.

"Go get Hazel." I joked while cracking up. Trey shoved me with a mug on his face.

"Maan watch out! You just tried it." Trey yelled.

"Nigga you know you was in love with her." I snickered and Trey pinned me down on the bed.

"Keep trying me. And imma fuck you up." Trey warned me. I rolled my eyes and mocked him. "Keep trying me and I'mma fuck you up. Move nigga yo breath stank." I mushed Trey in his forehead and my long nail accidentally scratched him.

"That's your upper lip you smelling ugly." Trey went into the bathroom and I looked behind me to see the twins sleeping on each other. I took a picture.

Trey came out the bathroom with a pack of my razors in his hand. I looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

"I need you to help me shave my back." Trey says hopping on my bed and taking his shirt off.

He can't be serious

He's really trying to use my good razor on his crusty ass back?

"Nigga if you don't take my razors back in the bathroom, them ain't cheap." I told Trey while snatching the pack out of his hand and sticking them in the drawer of my nightstand. Trey frowned at me and put his shirt back on.

"You mean." Trey whined like a two year old that just got his crayon taken. I opened my mouth to respond but a loud crash came from downstairs then a thup. I jumped up and slid on my fenty slides and running out the room, Trey already ten feet ahead of me.

I looked over the rail into the livingroom and saw anajay slanging Hazel around like a little ass rag dog. The way that she was swinging her, you would think that poor Hazel had no bones, no weight at all.