MISTY

Misty | 21

MISTY | 21

I was on Facetime with Enoch as he smoked. He had some heavy on his mind, I could tell. I played with the necklace that he just gave me, it was a necklace with his initial.

"What's wrong?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"Ain' heard from my G in a few days but I just saw some on da' book that I hope ain't true." He said and I nodded my head.

"He prolly okay, just been busy or some, don't worry." I told him while kicking my legs in the air.

"True, true. What you been up to today?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Nothing really, me and America went to Tha Dub today, she went to go see her new boo or whatever." I told him and he nodded his head and inhaled.

"Nah, you been in them niggas face." He said and I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"You swea, I haven't been doing nothing, they saw this big ass E on my neck." I told him with a smile.

"Betta had, imma slap pies outta you and them, play wit' it." He said and I started giggling.

"Mhmm, whatever. Why you ain't come see me today? I miss you." I told him as I bit my lip.

"I been busy lately and nah youn' miss me, you miss this dick." He said and I giggled.

"That too, hell." I said and he chuckled.

"Nah, but imma come see you tommorow, aight?" He said and I nodded my head.

"Mhmm, Enoch." I told him and he smirked.

"But imma call you later, aight?" He said and I nodded my head.

He hung up after and I sighed, I was bored. I got in the shower and began to have me a lil concert, a while later I got out and was dressed in a cute Ethika set. I walked in the kitchen and popped some popcorn.

I missed LJ, it ain't never quiet when he here, his bad ass. I pulled up Netflix on my TV and put on a movie. The popcorn soon stopped and I grabbed the bag and put some Tabasco on it.

I was finally about to be seated on my couch when I heard some pounding at my door. I looked out my peep hole and then unlocked the door then cracked it, only for it to be pushed in.

I pushed back by Killa walking and slamming the door behind him. I looked up at him and looked at the blood splattered on his white tee.

"What you just do?" I asked him as I stood there, scared.

"Don't worry, just know that EJ nigga dead, aight?" He said and I nodded my head slowly, with wide eyes.

He pulled his shirt from over his hand then pulled his gun from waist then stuck it in my hand.

"What you want me to do with this?" I asked him and he smacked his lips.

"Man, just hide it, aight?" He said and I nodded my head.

"Okay, Lashea." I told him as I sighed, ready for his ass to go.

"Oh so yo' new nigga gave you that fake ass shit around ya' neck." He said, pulling at my necklace and I put my hand around it.

"I don't have the time right now, Lashea, like I just wanna chill by myself, if you gone do this, bye." I told him honestly, not wanting to hear his mouth.

"If I catch that nigga anywhere around here, imma beat his ass, simple." He said with a shoulder shrug.

"Why do you have to do the most? Why can't you let me be happy? I don't do the most when you got all kinds of bitches calling my phone and arguing with me over you? Do I? Hell nawl!" I told him fed up with the shit he be doing.

"Because I can do shit like that! Don't fucking question me, bruh, I told yo' dumbass that shit from the jump. Didn't I tell that if a another nigga touch you, I was gone beat yo ass and his?" He told me with his hand around my neck.

I shook my head, aggravated and pissed off.

"I hate you, I wish I never met you!" I told him as I cried.

"I hate yo ass too, you know how much shit done happened since I met you?" He told me and I pushed him back, shaking my head.

"Just please leave, please, just leave me alone, please." I told him and gently pushed him to the door.

"I don't even see why I came over here, I swea I would beat yo ass if you wasn't my son mama." He told me and I rolled my eyes.

"Bye Lashea, everytime you get mad, imma bitch and a hoe. You just mad I gotta new nigga." I told him and got all up in his face.

"Man fuck you and that wack ass nigga, I'll shoot y'all in y'all motherfucking face, stop playing wimme." He told me and I waved my hand as I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, he fuck me real good too, so you can see yo way out." I told him then turned to walk away.

I felt my self being yanked back by my hair into the wall then he put his hand around my neck, choking me.

"Misty, stop fucking playing me, you gone fuck around and getcho ass beat playing with me. So you been giving away what's mine?" He asked me with his hand holding my face, in a painful grip.

"Oh my god, bye, leave." I told him and pushed him off of me.

He shook his head then walked out, slamming the door behind him.

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This chapter been wrote for like 2 months or more.