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Ziva Matthews
I eyed 3three as he walked into my room all quiet and sat on my bed starring at nothing in particular
I sat up moving my laptop off of my lap and crawled to where he was at
He over here all quiet and shit making me nervous with his grimlen ass
"You gonna day what's wrong with you or you just gone sit here and breath heavy like a lil girl?" I asked making him look up smacking his teeth
I'm not sure why but ever since we slept with each other on accident he been acting REALLLL weird
Like overprotective and weird and shit
"Why all these niggas hearting yo pictures and shit" he asked making me sigh leaning back onto the bed
See what I mean?
I smacked my teeth sitting back up and mugged this dude like he was mental
"A-are you serious? Like you're being serious?" I said scrunching up my face in a confused motion
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He smacked his teeth before standing up grabbing his belt and leaning with one hand hanging
I rolled my eyes at him trying to be kentrell's block head ass so fucking bad
"Mutha' fucka' clearly" he said making me scrunch up my face looking at him
"Oh nah he ain't talking to me" I said pointing at myself while mumbling "it must be a ghost in this bitch cause he ain't talking to Ziva Linear Matthews" I added making him smack his teeth
"Say, shut that shit up" he spat popping my thigh making me lift my right hand sending him flying into the wall
He got up groaning before jumping on top of me and punching me lowkey hard making me hiss
