RHANNI
I'm Rhanni Emeli Joseph... I'm 28 years old. I had a daughter when I was 12 years old. Don't judge me before you know me, because everyone has a past and mine wasn't so good. After learning from my mistakes, me & my daughter (which is now 17) got involved with the church. Now I am currently a choir director. I don't work at the hospital anymore, I know yall thinking wow a church lady and a drug dealer. Really?... Well yes really, I'm entitled to like who ever I wanna like and Chris has a great heart.
KENYA
Heyy I'm Rhanni's daughter. My name is Kenya Emery Sande'. I'm 17 years old. I'm graduating early this year, Wooo! I can't wait. I'm the praise dance instructor. I'm currently dating this guy name Mareese. He's cute, carmel, light brown eyes, he's about 5'6 and oh yea and he's a dreadhead. Lord knows I love the dreadheads Jesusssss! Sorry yall I'm reminiscing about my man. As a matter of fact let me call him...
*RINGING*
My HeartBeat <3 : Wassup ma?
Me : Hey babe, watchu up to?
My HeartBeat <3 : Nothing much, just left the barber shop from getting a tape. You still gone retwist my hair tonight?
Me : Yes bae, what time you coming?
My HeartBeat <3 : Give me like a hour, I gotta pick up Melissa and take her home, I'll be over there
Me : Ok, I Love You
My HeartBeat <3 : Love You Too
Me : Nope, I didn't hear the "I"
My HeartBeat <3 : My bad, I Love You Too BabyGirl
*Hangs up*
After hanging up the phone, I got up to take a shower.
♬This Goes Out To Forever... Through Sunshine Or The Rainiest Weather And No Matter What It Will Always Be Us Together♬
I sung along as I stepped out the tub and wrapped the towel around my body. Who ever was calling me had to wait. I slipped on my black boy shorts, my grey sweat pants and a tank top.
*DING DONG*
Damn man, I just can't get a break can I?! I thought out loud while slipping on my socks then running to go get the door.
"Girl why the hell you ain't answering my phone calls!?" My best friend JayLa said before I could even open the door fully.
"I'm sorry boo I was in the shower." I explained.
"Yea, yea and why are you smiling so hard. You talked to your lil boo huh?"
"Yea, he should be on his way over here now, I have to retwist his dreads."
"Good, that means I can finally meet this dude that done stole my bestie from me."
"Girl ain't nobody stealing me from you, you know wh-----"
I was talking, but my phone started ringing and it was my baby so you knoowww I had to answer.
Me : Hello?
My HeartBeat <3 : I'm outside bae
Me : Okay, I'm coming
*Hangs up*
I walked to the door, unlocked it. I ran over to him and jumped on him. I missed him soo much, I haven't seen him since he came back from vacation. After hugging and kissing, I got down and we walked into the house.
"BABY!?!" JayLa yelled.
"Wait you know him, how?" I looked so confused.
"Wassup prettyeyes?" JayLa ran over to Mareese and hugged him. I don't know what the hell is going on, but is she forgetting this is my man and not hers?
"Soo I'm guessing I'm invisible right!?" I folded my arms. They both looked at me and separated from their hug.
"It ain't nothing like that bae, she just a old friend." Mareese said
"Yea an old friend that's all, nothing major... Umm look Ima get going, I'll see you later Kenya." She then picked up her purse off the couch an left...
BABY
That was kind of awkward. At the same time I felt kind of bad, she looked soo sad. It is true though, we were just old friends nothing more, nothing less. I explained to Kenya how we met that night at KJ party and I told her how we lost touch after she went back to Atlanta. Ima man of my word & I told Kenya I'm committed to her, so Ima keep it 100 with her at all times. While having this conversation, she washed my hair and begin retwisting my dreads. Btw I'm tender head as hell!
JAYLA
Really man, just a old friend. Is he fuckin' serious? I have feelings for Baby and he knows that. Kenya my best friend and I understand she loves Baby or whatever, but fuck that. He was mine first.
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Married To The Game
Teen FictionNO DESCRIPTION... JUST READ! ✋Warning There Is: •Cursing •Violence •Etc...