Just A Number♚(COMPLETED)

Chapter8

Brianna p.o.v

I woke up and looked at the clock it said 5 oclock michael was still on top of me snoring in my ear i patted his back

me:michael get up baby

michael:leave me alone bri

he said in my neck i sighed and pushed him off of me on to the floor

michael:what the fuck bri

me:i told yo ass to get up

michael:imma beat cho ass

me:you and gone beat me you better go beat cho meat

michael:nigga i aint got to all these hoes around here do it for me

he said smirking and putting his boxers back on

me:keep on playing im gone have to hire anthony fine ass again

michael:and imma bury yall next to each other

he said walking out of the room i just shook my head and picked up every thing on the floor put it up changed the sheets and went to the bathroom i had the feeling to throw up i went over to the toliet and threw up when i was done i did my hygeine and hopped in the shower for 20 minutes then i got out and dried off then went back in his room i went in his closet and put on a bra and pantie set then put on some black sweat pants,grey croptop with a tan timberland on it,white socks,tan timberlands,and some silver medium hoops i put on my promise ring and walked out the closet i grabbed a rubber band and went downstairs michael was in the living room i walked in there while putting my hair in a ponytail i walked passed him to sit on the couch and he smaked my butt really hard

me:ahhh shit michael don't be doing dat shit

i said rubbing my booty and pouting he smirked and pulled me in his lap

michael:im sorry baby its just so fat you getting even thicker

me:yea whatever we need to go to the store

michael:why nigga the last time i went to the store with you it was horrible

me:whatever its part of being a girl and i want some snacks

michael:aight bae let me go hop in the shower

me:you really do smelling like ass

michael:thats because i was fucking yo ass

me:nigga bye

i said getting off his lap and laying on the couch he smaked my butt again before he ran up the stairs

me:better run

i said yelling for him to hear me upstairs i laid and watched bad girls club about 20 minutes later michael came down the stairs in a black muscle shirt with a tan timberland on it,black sweat pants,tan timberlands,and a black and tan obey snapback he walked over to me

me:i see you trying to be like me

michael:girl please come on before i leave yo ass

me:nigga i got a car to

michael:wanna bet

he said with his eyebrow raised last time i said yea nigga i got a car then he made a call and my car was gone so im gone keep my mouth shout

me:okk can you carry me

michael:why nigga you got two feet

me:pleaseeeeeee

i said pouting and batting my eyes at him

michael:come on fat ass

i smiled and hopped on his back and he grabbed his keys and walked out the door when i put my face in his neck i noticed a hickey that i dint give him ok im gone play cool with a slight attitude and see if he tells me why he got a hickey