Why (An MB Story)

White boy wasted

(Daysha's Pov)

After that episode I needed a drink. BADLY! So me and van where downing drinks and shots of everything. Some were so good I had like 5,6 of them others were really bad but I still had 7,8 of them. I was so "white boy wasted" Prince had to drive me home. The whole ride home I was poppin bottles. I think I'm drinking away my problems but to be honest I don't care. When I got home. Prince-u ok? Me-yah I'm ok. Prince-can I stay the night I don't think ur ok? Me-sure. when I got to my room I started poppin bottles. Prince- *fights to get the bottle out my hand* that's a enough *than he tripped and made a mistake and kissed me*. Prince-oh sorry day I didn't mean it I hope u understand I........ *than he kisses me than hops on top of me*. Me-owwww*kissing prince*. Prince-*takes off his and my clothes off, then puts hisself in me*. Me-*moans and groans*. 2 hours later it was 2:30am it was bout time I go to sleep. NIGHT YA'LL!