-1 year later-
*Kasey p.o.v*
No! No! No! No! No! This is all wrong. Why is this happening to me? Why didn't I listen to the voice in my head? My mind was telling me no, but my kitty was telling me yes. I'm so dumb. Trevor's gonna kill me. Correction; He's gonna break up with me then kill me. FUCK MY LIFE!!! I was ripped out of my thoughts by my phone ringing. It was playing hold you down so I know that Trevor was calling me. I picked it up slowly and pressed answer.
"H-Hey B-Bae" I stuttered.
"Hey. What's wrong?" He asked.
"U-Uh...Nothing. Wassup?" I asked trying to change the subject.
"Nah, don't play. What's wrong bae?" He asked.
"Nothing Trevor. I'm okay" I said.
"Mhmm. Imma let you slide for now. What you doing tho?" He asked.
"Just thinking about you"
"I know. I got that affect on ladies"
"I better be the only lady you have any effect on"
"You are bae. I wanted to ask you something tho"
"What?"
"I gotta go handle some shit at the trap for my dad. I want you to come with me"
"No"
"What? Why?"
"Because I don't want to be surrounded by guns and crack and weed and niggas"
"Plz baby. It will only take a couple minutes. You can stay in the car"
"Ugh fine. When you funna get here?"
"Look out your window" I got up and went over to my balcony. I step out of my room and walked on the balcony. I looked over the railing to see Trevor in his all white escalade with spinning rims. He looked up at me and smiled.
"Let's go girl. I got shit to do" He said to me over the phone.
"Shut the fuck up with yo yellow self" I said. He flicked me off and hung up. I laughed and walked back into my room. I got dressed and went into the chill room, where Uncle Chris, Uncle Tyga, and Uncle Usher was.
"Hey y'all" I said walking into the room.
"Hey baby girl. Where you been? Ain't seen ya little ass in months" Uncle Usher said. I hugged all of them.
"Ain't my fault you be on tour"
"Mhmm. What I hear about you having a boyfriend?" He asked. I looked over at Uncle Tyga.
"You a snitch" I said.
"Ain't never been a snitch. Just tell it how it is" He said. I looked back at Uncle Usher.
"Um...I do have one" I said.
"When was you funna tell me?" He asked.
"One of these days" I said.
"That's fucked up Kay. I thought you loved your Uncle Usher"
"And I do. But I have to go. I'll see y'all later. LOVE YA!!!" I screamed. I was already out the door. I climbed in Trevor's car. I literally climbed. This car is not built for someone my height.
"Awww. You so small." Trevor said once I closed the door.
"Fuck you." I said.
"We can do that later. We gotta head to the trap now" He said. I nodded and turned up the radio. Uncle Chris and Auntie Nic's song came on, Love More. I rapped Nic's part:
' Yo
He don't know me
But he settin' up to blow me uh
Said my Twitter picture 'mind him of Naomi uh
On the low I used to holler at his homie uh
Fuck it, now I'm about to ride him like a pony yeah
Okay thug probably
Yo come Polly
He wanna fuck a bad dolly and pop Molly
I hope your pockets got a
Motherfucking pot belly
Or is it that you never ball John Salley
He had the Rolls and the Royce
The tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl
Naw hoes is his choice
Dick on H
Pussy on W
Mouth on open
Ass on smother you
Ass on the cover too Elle Magazine
Vroom vroom vroom get gasoline
Could I be your wife
Naw we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped
Call me Django'
