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Davion.

"You're smiling like a girl."

"Nah."

"Marcell and Enfinity siting in a tree. F-u-c-k-i-n-g."

"You childish for that."

"What can I say. Kid at heart."

"Can one of you get that?!" I heard my mom's voice from in the kitchen.

"You can." I nodded to him.

"Nah. It's probably your broke ass friend."

"Antonio never did nothing to you."

"I don't care. Now go before mom get mad." He said as the doorbell rang again

We were all the way in the back of the house and my mom was in the kitchen by the door. I could understand if she was cooking but she was just drinking some apple juice at the island.

"You lazy."

"Boy did I ask you?"

"Coming! Chill out." I yelled to the door.

If somebody at your door ringing like a maniac you never open that shit. But it's early in the morning and crazies only come out at night.

"Wassup." I squinted in the sunlight.

"Let me in." Antonio sighed. I could tell something was wrong.

I stepped aside and let him slide past before locking the door back.

I don't understand how in movies dumb asses be leaving their doors unlocked 24/7. Be having their door wide open welcoming all the serial killers in. When we sleep this door is basically bolted shut.

.

This is the hood. Fuck they thought?

"Oh, hello Antonio." My mom smiled.

"Hey mom."

"You will never be related to me."

He grabbed my football and tossed it up in the air a few times. "You know you would wanna share rooms and wake up to my face everyday dawg. Why you boostin'."

"Don't get your hopes up. I might jump out the window. Or better yet, fly to Paris and jump off the Eiffel Tower.

"Davion." My mom sent me a look. "You basically already are. Over eachother's houses all the time."

"I don't like him enough to live with him."

"If we were twins we would stay up all night and tell stories about girls and our days and we would just have so much fun."

"Gay." Marcell shook his head walking out of the hallway.

"Wassup bruh?" Antonio looked up at him as he walked passed.

"Hi." Cell looked down at Antonio and walked out the door.

"What's his problem?"

"He don't like nobody since he got a girlfriend."

I noticed Antonio had his bookbag on and it looked bigger and fuller than usual. He looked tired too; his eyes were droopy with bags under his eyes and he didn't look as happy as he usual did. High or not, he's a happy person unless he's pissed off.

"What's wrong with you?"

He started rubbing the back of his neck and biting his lip.

"I left."

"Left where? The strip club?" I saw a small smile form on his face.

"Nah. I'm fucking tired of my brother's dad. I almost beat his ass to death so I left."

"Language boy. What happened now?" My mom came out of the kitchen wiping her hands on a sheet of paper towel.

"Same thing that always happens. And I'm done with that house."

"You know you good here bruh."

"Actually.." My mom shook her head. "My girlfriend Sheila, you remember her right, from back in Detroit, she's coming up to visit and she's bringing her daughter Mae and I told them they could stay here."

I stood up faster than light. "When were you gonna tell us? I don't want some ghetto ass lady and her hoodrat child in my breathing space!"

"Child, God forbid I beat your ass around this house and up the corner. You better calm your life and sit that ass down. I don't need your permission to invite my friends to my house. Fuck you thought this was. Antonio you can't stay here. Sorry." She stood up and popped my head before going back into the kitchen. "You can try that foster home up the street. Doesn't your friend En live there Day?"

"I don't think Marcell would like that." I smirked at Antonio who now had a grin on his face.

"He'll get over it." He stood up and readjusted his bag. "See ya."

I got up and closed the door behind him then went and mugged the hell out of my mom.

"What."

"Really ma?"

"Mae is a nice girl. You would be cute together or whatever. Isn't that what the kids say? "Or whatever"."

"God. Please no. No."

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Kamilla.

I rubbed my eyes as they adjusted to the light in the room. I yawned and stretched before reaching over and grabbing my tank top and shorts. Sighing, I got up and made a slow walk to find the bathroom to freshen up before going back home.

"Good morning beautiful."

"Morning sexy." I grinned and leaned up pecking him on the lips.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and slid his hands down to firmly grip my butt. I bit my lip and reached into his basketball shorts and gripped his hard on. He stared at me with lust in his eyes before groaning.

"You really tryna start this again ma?"

I continued biting my lip while I stuck my other hand in his shorts and stroked him slowly, teasing him.

"Fuck." He mumbled as his eyes rolled back.

I took my hands out and tried walking around him to go into the bathroom.

"Hell nah. Fuck you thought this was?" His voice was deeper now. He reached down and grabbed my legs, picking me up and tossing me over his shoulder. I squealed then smiled when I noticed my clear angle to his neck. On the walk to wherever he was taking me he made sure to bounce me up and down and slap my ass as it jiggled in his face since I only had on a thin pair of panties. I leaned down and bit his neck as hard as I could for it to not be too rough and still turn him on more.

"Girllll."

"Hmm?" I bit his neck again in the same spot but softer. I trailed small gentle kisses up and down his shoulder and neck then went back to the spot I started at. I parted my lips and began sucking on his neck giving him a hickey in the middle of his neck.

Gotta make sure his other hoes know I've been here and this dick is mine.

We reached his room and he slammed me down on the bed but not too hard. He knows that I like, no, LOVE it rough.

He smirked down at me and I bit my lip up at him.

Then we started round 7.