You sit back and wonder where did you go wrong or atleast what you did wrong. You were the best girlfriend that you could be. Well, technically not his girlfriend. It was more of a....situationship.If that's even what you want to call it. For years...
"Stop being a brat and get your ass out of the car Kyanna." Nas was standing next to me trying to convince me to exit the truck, but I refuse. I don't want to go anywhere with his ass. Even if that's Barbados. We've been preparing for this trip for the past two weeks and I was excited as hell to go, I even packed my bags a week ahead of time. But now, I would prefer to stay at home away from his ass.
While Nas was talking to the men who were putting our bags on the plane, I hurriedly close my door and hop into the driver's seat. When I said I wasn't going with his ass I meant it. Locking all doors, I reach for the keys to start the truck back up only to realize they weren't there. Groaning I hit my head against the steering wheel.
"Looking for these? You tried it now come on," Nas said with a smirk on his making me wish i could slap that hoe right off.
I instantly start pouting. Whining I say, "Naaaaaaaassssssss. I really don't want to goooooo."
"I didn't ask you did you want to go or not. Nor do I care, get out the truck and come on Kyanna. I ain't got time for this shit."
I grab my phone and begin calling my other bestie Lexi so she could come pick me up. It took her forever to answer.
"He-Helloooooooooo shit" I instantly suck my teeth. This bitch really answered her phone while she was having sex.
"Lex I know damn well you did not answer this phone while having sex with Dame"
"Bitch shut up........fuuuucckk.....what the fuck do you want anyways?"
"I need you to come pick me up from DFW like NOW."
"Ky it's 12 am......I gotta go."
I can't believe this bitch. I already know Zoie ass wasn't coming, his ass is afraid of Nas and for what reason I do not know. Sighing I finally decide to get out of the truck. An uber wasn't a choice either, because of his ass they disabled my fucking account
I take a deep breathe, exit the truck and hurriedly get on the plane before he could say anything to me. Once on the plane, I head towards the back where the bed was and lock the door. I undress,change into a simple two peice and plop down on the bed. I planned on sleeping the entire flight, I'm exhausted and it's bad enough the flight is seven hours long.
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2:11 a.m
Nasir's Private Jet
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You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low
I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
[Cardi B:]
Should I call first? I can't decide
I want to, but a bitch got pride
The switchin' up shit is what I can't fuck with
I'm feelin' you but you hard to get in touch with
And you ain't hit me up in a while
Actin' like you don't know what number to dial
You quit, then that's it, I'ma throw in the towel
'Cause a nigga only gon' do what you allow
You don't want this gun smoke
Learn to text with your nose if your thumb broke
I don't care if we get' into it and I stall on your ass
But I still wake up from missed calls from your ass, nigga
My phone rung waking me out of my sleep making me groan.
"What?"
"Don't what me, come open the door."
"Psh..boy bye." I hang up and began falling asleep.
About ten minutes later, I felt the cover being ripped off of my body and a hand on my ass.
"Go awaaayy," I say while groaning.
All I wanted to do was sleep. I wasn't really tired but if forcing myself to sleep means I don't have to interact with Nas, that's exactly what I'm going to do. He gives me back the blanket, makes his way under the and tries to get my attention. I try my hardest to ignore him. I turn over on my back, grab the tv remote and flip thru the channels trying to find a good movie or show to watch. I finally decide on Honey.
I begin watching the movie hoping he would take a hint and leave me the hell alone but sadly he doesn't. I blow out a deep breathe and throw the covers off of me getting ready to get out of bed. Before my feet could touch the ground, Nasir grabbed my arm.
"So you just gone sit and act like I ain't here?"
I look at him with a raised brow and chuckle. Snatching my arm from him, I walk out of the room with him on my tail. I walk towards the mini fridge and grab me a bottle of water and a grab me a bag of chips out of the cabinet. Turning around to go back into the room, I bump into it. Huffing I push him out of my way and make my way back to that comfortable ass bed. I'm going to have to find out what type of mattress this is and get me one. It's like laying on a cloud and I'm loving it.
Laying down, I press play on the remote since I had it paused and begin watching the movie. Drinking some of water, I notice Nasir walk into the room without a shirt.
I lick my lips and put my attention back on the movie. I know what he's trying to do and I'm going to try my hardest not to give in to temptation. He walks towards the foot of the bed and stands directly in front of me, blocking my view of the TV making me throw the remote at him.
"Move." He caught it and threw it right back at me hitting me in the middle of my forehead pissing me off. I don't care if I did throw it at him first, his ass didn't have to throw it at my head. Sucking my teeth, I walk up to a mirror to look at my forehead and instantly see a knot starting to form. I then become even more pissed off. That bastard gets on my damn nerves. Ole stupid ass. I plop down on the bed and begin getting comfortable under the covers. If this bed wasn't so comfortable I'd take my ass to the front, but I know he'd just follow me into there also.
"You can't ignore me the entire plane ride Kyanna."
I look at him upside his head, he must not know who I am. I smirk and continue to watch my movie. He grabs the remote, turns the TV off, climbs on top of me and puts all of his weight on me.
"Nas get your heavy ass up. The hell wrong with you."
"Ain't shit wrong with me. You the one sitting here looking like someone killed your dog or some shit."
"King seriously get your ass off of me. I'm not in the mood for yo ass right now."
Instead of getting up, he begins kissing on my neck knowing that's my weak spot and sadly I instantly begin moaning.
Attempting to get him to stop and get off of me, I started pushing at him and wiggling around, but the harder he sucked, the harder it became for me to fight him off.
