Sabotage: A Roc Royal Story

Tell Him

Desi's POV

I gave Craig a huge hug as  walked inside of my house. I sat my bag full of snacks on the table. He followed me into the kitchen, seating himself on the island chair infront of me.

Me: Wassupp beeyotch?

Craig: Nothing much, just chilling.

Me: Like A Villain, true. Whatcha been doing chump?

Craig: Nothing, hanging out with Unique.

Me: The lil chica in your Life Sciences class?

Craig: Yea.

Me: PLAY ON PLAYA PLAYA, PLAY THE HELL ON!

I playfully punched his shoulder as I opened a caprisun, devouring it and throwing it's remains in the trash can beside me.  His eyes looked filled with awe and wonderment as I reached for another one, opening it, and going through the same procedure. Crushing the pouch in my hand and throwing it in as if it where a basketball.

Hell yea I disrespected the pouch...

Who gon' pop me tho?

Craig: Damn.

Me: What?

Craig: You just, made those caprisuns your bitches. Straight up disrespect.

Me: I dont give a fuck. I'm drinking for two.

Craig: Oh, yeaaaaa... thats why you look fat.

Me: Bitch, don't go there.

I slapped him across the back of his head as he flinced & winced, gripping my wrists.

Craig: I was kidding,

Me: Know you wasnt, i know my tummy getting bigger, bewbew, you ain't gotsta remind me.

I rubbed my protruding baby bump, striking a ghetto pose, chucking up the dueces and making a duckface.

Craig: You betsta werk bew! *ghetto voice*

Me: Ewwwwww, you sounded so... ughhhh... don't ever do that again.

Craig: Whatever.

He shrugged as my phone began to spasm. Vibrating and beeping, beeping and vibrating, letting me know I got a text. I read who the sender was and put the phone back on the island.

Craig: Who was that.

Me: The dumbest little ugly bitch on this side of the planet.

Craig: Chresanto?

Me: Duh.

Craig: C'mon, come tell Dr. Three Piece and a biscuit what the problem is.

Me: Two peice and a biscuit tho?

Craig: Yupp. Now what's the matter?

Me: Craig, that lil nigga is an oblivious fucking jerk. He's lucky I didn't chop off his dick and have a gay man feed it to him. Best believe I'd do some shit like that.

Craig stiffened and grabbed his crotch.

Craig: Ermmm, Okaaaayyy... why would you do that?

Me: Because... that lil bitch claims he so goddamned stressed.. with me having a quote-unquote rape baby & Risi having quote-unfuckingquote his child.

Craig: And this is a problem because....

Me: This is a problem because he's always around that niggaitch Risi, and doesn't even call to see how i'm doing He didn't fucking call when i was in the hospital or none of that shit. Ohhh, that lil nigga urks my beans.