"had to show the pussy bitch I been that, and bitch i'm still is."
a nba youngboy fanfiction
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"so you told him you were going to get an abortion?" emily asked eyeing me closely as i nodded.
"and he did this to your face?" she asked making me nod my head again.
"yeah i don't think you should get an abortion." she started making me roll my eyes.
"i wasn't going to get one anyways." i sighed before grabbing some hot fries and dipping them in my gallon of ice cream.
"eww bitch." emily scrunched her face up as i stuffed all of them in my mouth.
"what?" i asked as i still chewed on my food not caring if food fell all over my shirt.
"nothing." she shook her head while standing up, "i got to go to my dick appointment, i'll be back tomorrow."
i shrugged my shoulders not caring and continue eating my hot chips with ice cream. it's been a whole week since kentrell beat my ass and i've been eating non stop.
i heard a car horn outside making me stand up and look out my window. i groaned once i seen a white charger parked in my driveway.
"kentrell is outside for you!" my mama yelled from down the hall.
i ignored her and continued eating my food not caring about anything in the world right now. i looked under my bed and grabbed my huge back of airheads.
"what you doin?" kentrell came in my room nicely dressed as always.
i jerked my head back at his words before swallowing my food. "no, what are you doing in my room unannounced?"
he rolled his eyes as he leaned against the door frame and slid his hands in his dark jean pockets.
"i texted you earlier about the doctor appointment you have in like thirty minutes." he smacked his lips as i stared at him dumbly.
"oh." i said as i stuffed an airhead in my mouth along with some hot fries. "i forgot."
"just go get dressed, please." he mumbled eyeing the food that was surrounding me.
i groaned getting up making my way to my closet and grabbed anything that looked decent enough. i took off my clothes not caring kentrell was behind me and slid on my clothes.
"i see dat baby bump gettin' bigger." kentrell chuckled in a soft tone.
i stayed quiet and went in the bathroom to cover up my face that still had small bruises that were slowly fading away.
"ya' know im sorry, right?" kentrell said standing behind me causing me to take a quick glance at him through the mirror.
i still didn't say anything and continued applying my makeup before spraying some setting spray.
"so you gone ignore me?" he frowned wrapping his arms my waist.
"I don't want anything to do with you right now." i removed his hands from around me and quickly slid on my gucci slippers.
"you just gone stand there or. . .?" i tilted my head at him slightly bucking at him.
"come on then bitch." he walked passed me softly bumping my shoulder.
i slowly followed behind him as i chewed on my bottom lip with my arms crossed. i climbed in to the passenger seat as he cranked up the car.
"really bruh?" kentrell finally noticed the tears running down my face causing me let out a loud sob.
"ian mean dat, baby girl." kentrell said so softly leaning over to hug me gently but i roughly shoved him away.
"im sorry baby, damn." he sighed, "what you want me to do?"
i instantly stopped crying and begin to smirk up at him as i wiped my face and brushed my hair out of my face.
