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"My bitch drive a all white range , couldn't hit it if you niggas had aim."
I rapped along to YG as I walked in the house. I had just came home from work and honestly I'm tired as fuck. I dropped my stuff on the floor and headed towards the kitchen to start dinner. As I looked in the fridge I realized we didn't have any groceries. "Fuck," I mumbled to my self, "Imma just order a pizza or some."
I grabbed my phone and headed to the bathroom so I could wash my ass. I dialed Pizza Hut and placed my order and started the shower. I stripped out my clothes and turned on my shower playlist .
"Testicles 1, 2 Testicles 1, 2 . This a mf PSA We calling all the ballers and shot callers"
LightSkinKeisha "Believe Dat" boomed through my phone speaker as I stepped in the shower, and I couldn't do nothing but act an ass. I started throwing my lil booty and rapping "Pussy wet soaking wet, yeaah drip onna dick". I almost bussed my shit and that's when I realized I need to just shower and get out.
I turned off the shower and stepped in my bedroom. I heard the front door open and realized my boyfriend must be home.
"Hey Baby," I stated as I walked towards the living room.
"Why the fuck the house look like this and where the fuck my food at?" Jeremiah asked me. He looked drunk as fuck and high.
I stared at him confused and just walked off to my bedroom. I grabbed the lotion and a big t-shirt and got dressed. I heard the doorbell ring and walked to the door and opened it.
"Hey, I have one large pepperoni pizza and a side of hot wings," the pizza guy said while smiling hard ash. I signed for the food and grabbed it. "Thanks so much ," I replied while smiling back and closed the door.
I walked in the kitchen with the food and grabbed a plate sat down and started eating. While I was eating I felt Jeremiah staring hard as hell at me, but I just ignored him.
"You just gone flirt with that nigga in front of my face?" he asked me. I looked at him like he was crazy and continued to eat my pizza. "And why the fuck you ain't fix my plate?" he continued to question me.
Next thing I know he dragging me out my chair by my hair.
"Jay what the fuck!" I yelled at him, "Let me go!" I kicked and screamed but this nigga would not let me go. He dragged me in the living room and threw me at the wall.
"You gone sit there and ignore a nigga huh?" Jeremiah asked me while walking towards me.
I shook my head no and attempted to scoot away from him. He grabbed me by my neck and yanked me off the ground.
"Stop fucking playing with me," he spoke calmly, "Go fix my plate now." He dropped me and walked in the bedroom.
I sat there crying before slowly getting up and walking in the kitchen. I grabbed a plate and fixed his plate and something to drink. I walked in the bedroom and handed him his plate. I stood there not knowing what to do next.
"Get yo stupid ass out my face and go clean up this nasty ass house,"
I turned around slowly and started walking out when I felt a phone book hit the back of my head. I lost my footing and fell when he yelled "hurry yo slow ass up." I stood up fast and walked out.
I started cleaning up the kitchen and living room when I heard the shower running. I put up the leftover food and washed the few dishes in the sink. I grabbed my work things and walked in the bedroom, when I noticed that Jeremiah was already sleep. I hurriedly put up my things. I looked around for my phone and put it on the charger. I got in bed away far away from him, thank god we have a king size bed, and slowly fell asleep.
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