From the CA. (YG FANFIC)

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Zarielle

Tired as fuck is what you can call me. Right after the shooting, men came, in and out to fix up his mom's house. It don't fuckin stop there, Keenon think if I get up I might get hurt some nutass bullshit. I anit listening to em though, nobody wants to sit on they ass.

I dodged the construction men that walked around the house drilling things in, putting new clear windows up. Fucking praying that when we move in our new home, dickheads won't think to pull pussy moves like this. And since his mother comes back in two days, he didn't want her to return with birds, nshit flying through her broken windows.

"I don't care get K, on the fuckin line!" Keenon's voice boomed over the phone. Sighing, he stressed screaming at whom ever was getting it on the other end, I felt sick for them.

I watched as his facial expression softened, when he met with me. Smiling, at him he gave me that melting smirk, licking his lips that I hadn't kissed for several hours. I bit down on my lip, squeezing my legs together. His little gestures even get ya girl Z, so turned on. I want him to lay the pipe on me aga-

"Damn, raven what you gotcho self A vision." I Jumped seeing keenon sit on the arm rest. I groaned, this whole time I was thinking about freaky shit.

"Buzz off." I chuckled, going to kitchen pouring some pineapple juice. His mom bomb as fuck for having this shit in her household. Resting my arms on the Marble counter top he did the same staring out in her pretty garden, that contained beautiful roses, tulips.

"I swear babygirl. If I catch them niggas, it's over they was too close to takin' yo life. I love you man, ont ever think iont. Most bitches I fucked with prolly sit, and fucking cry they eyes out, you- you the definition of wifey material. Yeah, we blew out at times over foolish shit. We came back stronger that befo' sound so typical. Guh, I take all bullets fa ya ass. Look at me when I'm talking to you, wipe them tears off ya face. Soon, little you, and I's running around the crib, yeen gotta ask about marriage. I got you, on that one babygirl. These niggas say forever isn't forever. Fuck allat shit, no matter the circumstances it's us forever."

Que the fucking tissue, did he have too do this now? Crying, I got the idea he was going to propose, and he didn't this was beautiful though. If only he knew we were going to have, A kid. My arms found their way, around his neck while my legs hooked to his waist backing up I got one good look at the man that is my world, I kissed him the longest. If we keep it up, these worked might have to take hours off.

"Aw, fuck. I'm ugly ashit crying like A big ass bitch." He put me down on the island, shaking his head disagreeing.

"Gimme another kiss." Keenon said low, saying no I got off the counter squeezing his ass. Guys, hated when girls did that I never understood.

"Ay! ont be touching my ass!"

"Nigga, that's all mine. when you began to fuck with me, whatever is on ya body belongs to me. Iam bae, boy I can touch the booty, even sideways." Keenon glared at me not amused in what I said, I found it hilarious.

"Sir, we have two officers at the door," The man that was fixing the house up, we looked at eachother before, he went to the door, me tagging right behind him. I'm going to be here each step of the way for my boyfriend, we got in some pretty deep shit for my ass to turn out, and be chicken.

"Are you Keenon Jackson?" One of the white cops asked. My lips curled up as the woman, stared the fuck out me. Keenon, sensed my behavior holding me back with his arm, as she rested her hands to her hips which held her gun, and stick.

nodding his head they whipped out A manilla, folder.

"These pictures were taken, of A young woman by the name of tiffany, Tiffany Martin." Her lifeless body was slumped on the wall, where I'd left her. Tiffany's head portrayed blood that seemed to be oozing out two bullet holes. Damn, I rememeber that night too clear, and I wished that it'd erase from my memory.

"Confusing. I neither does my boyfriend, know of this woman. Sure enough, she's probably one of those druggies out near the project." I lied, for this boy, Imma do it all. Fucking cops got another thing coming to make keenon confess on this kill. Officer, king pulled her dark glasses over her head, but I felt her drilling holes in my head.

"Ok, if you have any info don't hesitate." The cop said before taking A look, at the house. I mugged the female wanting to whoop her ass. Fuck the law, and that ho.
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Jackie [refer to chap. 14]

"Diam, calm ya balls aight. K, won't be back until two hours. He out there doing, somethin related to that bitch, zarielle." I popped my gum outloud, hearing echoes. Iont see the big deal onnat bitch yeah, she cute. She is not all that to be getting grey hairs over.

First, she got K never at home giving me dick like he used too. Now, she's got keenon the loml. Him, and I been long done, when that's ya first love that nigga hold an special place on yo heart. And that's what he did to me, Diam, tells me bitch, and him bought A house far out. That could have been us!

"Ain't ol girl sista down there?" Diam, asked me grinning. K, kept me from her so therfor I hadn't gotten chance to see her. The boys, said she was some stripper from Miami. I didn't care though, she was another bitch that fucked my flow up.

"Yeah, whatchu tryn do." I said standing up, going over to the beat down door you could tell shit goes down in this basment.. The door was tattered with shoe marks, blood. I twisted the squeeky knob then walked down the steps I seen her tied up staring up at the ceiling. She was mocha colored with shoulder length jet black hair. Eh, that bitch aight.

"So you miss chianna." I hissed, all in here face. She looked unfased at the smart shit, Diam's throwing at her while I sit in the back laughing. Diam's my main bitch.. Keeps them tabs on Keenon slick ass. Like last week she showed up at the date they'd had. I was hurting that he moved on, when Iam the girl that holds his heart, like that nigga held mine. Her time coming real soon, there yours truly will be there to comfort my man.

"In the flesh ho," she smiled back, looking me head to toe.

"Watch it.. I got yo little bitch ass sister life on the line. She's like my puppet, one string pulled that right there.. boom, her life." Diam, said all in chianna's face.

"On god bitch, we ain't on speaking terms I will get out here find you, an flat out murder yo ass bitch I'm from the CA." She yelled, jumping in her seat. Hood claiming ain't ever get me cooked up bitch I'm 1Ox crazier if she thought.

I stepped up to her, whispering nothing but, real shit in her ear.

"After this it is nomo you boo. K, got yo death planned out afta his meeting with ya slut ass little sister pops. Yo ass road kill, B. I mean Diam right we sho asel got that chicken headed bitch onna string I won't hesitate to pull, this time. Don't act like you wadn't just plotting with my mans Jeezy, and Demetrius. Bitch, I call shots besides K, and Keenon. Get it right."

I made venom drip off my tongue, talking to her. She had to hear it for herself, the truth and nothing but, the truth. Before keenon dropped me we had plans, to run the game together but, things went down hill he believed I still wouldn't try to run shit, and I was behind the scenes. I'm over top of him, staring down.

Bitch, like me always one step ahead.

"Die bitch." Chianna, spit in my face as the clear substance trickled down to the bridge of my nose.

"Ew, ew." Diam, freaked out jumping around. I couldn't stand when she acted all hood, the bitches about little things like this.

"Simmer the fuck up bitch! I know you and yo pal used to shit on yall forheads." Chianna wickedly laughed.

Turning on my heels, I marched for the steps this shit not finished with ha.
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Just something small.. 😏😂 little filler. Might have A little part two up.... MIGHT😭