His Shawty Chapter Sixteen
Thyme Danaee Anderson
Walking all the way back to Tang's and Karma's house I was happy as hell to sit or lay down.
K-Money didn't live far from Tang so it was a good way to relieve some of the stress and anger I had away.
Using my key that I had to the house I stuck it into the door unlocking it.
Once I heard the key unlock the door I walked into the house. Hearing Karma's voice I followed it which lead me into the kitchen.
Spotting me she smiled at me pointing to the chair. "What's wrong with you my baby?" She asked.
Shaking my head she instantly cocked her head to the side giving me that "Don't make me ask again" look.
"Well I'm not asking you to tell me you better open your mouth before I hit you in it." She threatened.
Laughing I shook my head. "And where the hell is your clothes?" She asked making me laugh.
I couldn't even blame her for asking either. I had on a Nike sports bra with some all black thin cotton shorts and black and pink Nike slides.
I looked like I should be on somebody's corner selling my pussy.
And I looked like I was ready to get ran through.
"I was at Keion's but some stuff went down and I took that as my que to roll out." I said feeling the tears roll down my face.
I was trying my hardest to not waste anymore tears on Keion and this situation.
But I couldn't help but feel like crying because my feelings are genuinely hurt.
"Let me tell tou exactly how I told Tangela, you better not ever and I mean not ever waste tears on a motherfucker who doesn't deserve them." She said pointing at me.
"If you have to constantly cry from anybody to show them you love them, that person isn't worth your time—point blank period, Ty your damn near my daughter and I'm telling you if you have to tell somebody "what you're doing is hurting me and I need you to stop" and they keep doing it, they don't care. Move on to better let that toxic ass person go no matter how much it hurts." She preached.
Smiling weakly I hugged her. "Go take a nap or something babygirl you look like you need it." She smiled.
Shaking my head I walked upstairs plopping down on the middle of the bed closing my eyes.
Funny thing was everything that Karma said I felt on a real level.
And I was crying over a nigga who I wasn't in a relationship with for more than twenty four hours.
Hearing the buzzing of my phone I ignored it turning over on my side going to sleep.
Mariah Karlena Anderson
Calling Thyme her phone went to voicemail after waiting the entire time for her to answer.
I wanted to talk to her but she was probably with Keion doing god knows what.
Hearing the front door close I walked out the kitchen to see it was.
It couldn't have been the girls because they where all with there mans.
And Tang was with Corey. Seeing Kilo's ass walk through the door I rolled my eyes walking back into the kitchen.
His ass was really trying my patients and them bitches where running real thin these last hours.
I specially told his ass to stay away from me I told him to stay a twenty mile radius of me or I was killing his ass.
So he didn't listen and I was about to gut his ass. "Bitch didn't I tell you stay the fuck away from me!" I yelled pulling the knife out the drawer next to me.
"Why the fuck do I gotta leave MY house, and what the fuck I dont told your ass about pulling knives out on me Mariah?" He yelled back.
Looking around I turned towards the Stanley Stell Samsung refrigerator behind me. Because I knew his dog ass wasn't raising hid goddamn voice at me.
"You must be use to bossing around girlfriend number two, that you forgot girlfriend number one will kill you without so much as a blink or hesitation." I said.
"Calm down, how many times do a nigga gotta tell you that they sorry and I apologize damn." He said stepping closer to me.
Stepping closer to him with the knife still in my hand he quickly stepped back.
At least I know that he wasn't ready to meet his maker today. I would have out unborn baby fatherless fucking around with me.
"However many fucking timws you please Kameron, It still doesn't dismisses the fact that you fucked me over! For all I give a fuck you can shove each and everyone of them apologizes up your ass! Matter fact shove them up your ass in his damn house since it's YOURS I'm going back to MY house in Detroit!" I yelled walking towards the stairs.
Damn I either found the wrong niggas to fuck with or a nigga who couldn't satisfy my needs.
But me and Kameron I could swear I thought this would have turned out good.
But as usual it's too good to be true. We'd been rocking for so long I could just feel like this was what I went through was only preparing me for this good thing.
But this shit was just a recipe for disaster.
