Nahh f^ck that nigga

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Me and Roc had a fun day together. I didn't want to go home to I slept at Roc's house. I woke up on Roc's chest naked. I went to the bathroom and threw up. What the heck did we do.

**Flashback**

Me and roc put the girls to sleep and sat in his bed. We talked and talked and then he kissed me.

Roc: Fuck Yn I ain't had none and you makin it feel so irresistible.

Me: boy I got a nigga at home *pushes him off*

Roc: Yn trust me

Me: roc no

Roc: *kisses my neck*

Me: no roc s--

Roc: *slides hands in panties*

Me: Roc *moans*

Roc: *slides in*

Me: ughhh

Roc: *deep strokes*

Me: ohhhhh god

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**Flashback Over**

Omg what I I cheated. I can't deal I have to tell Prince. Wait a minute, I kicked Prince ass to the curb wanna call me all the types of bitches and stuff. He thought. He better back the fuck up before he get smacked the fuck up.

Me: Roc wake up *shakes him*

Roc: yea babe *sleep voice*

Me: roc we had sex last night

Roc: yea I know and it was great *sleep voice*

Me: umm you used a condom right?

Roc: *eyes get big* umm no

Me: Chresanto omg I just threw up

Roc: babe calm down. Listen if you are we are just having another baby

Me: but--

Roc: shhh no buts *tries to kiss*

Me: no go brush your teeth you have morning breath

Roc: girl give me a kiss *pecks lips*

Me: that's nasty

Roc: hey hey hey *grabs me and sits on his lap* don't get a whooping *smiles*

Me: yes daddy

Roc: what does this make us

Me: idk

Roc: I want us to be official

Me: ok then we are

Roc: okay I want to move into your house

Me: okay brush your teeth do your hygiene and pack your stuff. I'm gone get me and the girls ready

Roc: okay and Yn

Me: yea

Roc: I love you

Me: I love you more

I went to the girls room and grabbed them. I put them in the baby bath and bathed them. I washed they hair which had ice cream all in it. I washed it out and dried them off.

Royal outfit

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•black tank

•denim jacket

•blue combat boots

•R earrings

Noah outfit

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