Be My Girl

Chapter 18- Gift of a Thot

Khalil
"I'm just about sick of you and that damn phone." It's been buzzing from notifications for the past days. Tomorrow was my birthday and somebody getting they ass beat if I find out she got another nigga.

She reaches for her phone on the couch but I beat her to it to see who got the balls to compete against me. I look at the caller ID and see that it's Alex. My blood starts to boil and my jaw clenches.

"Why the fuck he calling you." I say loud making her flinch.

"I can't tell you Khalil now give me my phone. It's important." Her short ass tries to reach it but I was to tall and she failed.

"Nah fuck that. You obviously don't want the phone bad enough if you can't tell me." She rolls her eyes and pushes me.

I answer the phone. "London bring the food to my place tonight." Alex says. This just makes me angrier and I glare at London. "Nigga what the fuck You mean meet you at yo place tonight. You tryna fuck with my girl." I say with a little hurt in my voice.

"Khalil baby it ain't nothing like that." London says trying to soothe me. I wasn't trying to hear that though. "shut the hell up hoe."I say, not meaning any of it.

"Bet nigga."she says leaving.I try to grab her but she punches my arm. "Get the fuck off of me before I kick yo damn balls." I let her go and she storms up to the room.

"Khalil? Khalil answer." Alex says over the phone hearing everything that just happened. "Nigga what you want." I say impatiently.

"Ain't nothing going on like you thinking bro." He explains. "Yeah," Jahari comes in over the phone. "We had to ask her something."

"Okay bro I don't even give a fuck no more." I didn't think any of them would do me like that but what am I supposed to guess? Shit looks suspicious asf. I hang up the phone without giving them time to answer while I go to our room for London.

I get up their and this girl packing up Her stuff again. "London please don't start this shit" I say rubbing my temples.

She ingnores me and continues to pack. I let her continue packing watching how stupid she looked. She acted like a toddler man.

I block the doorway while she tries to go through . "Move." She says.

"Nah you ain't going nowhere." I say. I grab her neck and throw her on the bed laying on top of her.

I kiss her neck. "I ain't mean what I said earlier." I say in a muffled voice.

"Get off of me so I can go to Chris house." I look dead into her eyes and ease up off of her. "Who's Chris?" I try to ask in the easiest way possible

"A person duh. Now get off of me." She tried to squirm but instead of getting up I pin her down and choke her.

"London Get this shit through your mind. You mines and only mines." A small smile forms on her lips. She really trying to joke on shit that ain't funny.

I rub on her body. "All of this belongs to me. And play with me if you want to you gone get fucked up."

I sit up pulling her up with me. "Now gone and get out and get out of your feelings too." I say. When she turns around to leave I stare at her ass.

I couldn't help it. I slap it. Hard. She grabs it due to the sting and turn her head around smiling, not saying a word.