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chapter 8

Nyla put the finishing touches to Jordan hair then laid on her bed letting out a loud breath. "Thank you love." Jordan cheesed as she stood in front of a mirror admiring how good she looked in the ponytail hairstyle.

"Your welcome, can you clean the stuff up for me please?"

Nyla had her eyes closed and Jordan was gathering hair products so neither one of them heard Qua walk in the room. He laid directly on top of Nyla making her jump and open her eyes, Qua chuckled kissing her lips. "Dramatic ass." He mumbled then kissed her lips again.

"You scared me!" He had already came in the morning to pick Kyla up so Nyla didn't expect him to come again.

"Ew." Jordan fake gagged turning around facing them. "Ugly hoes."

"Bae ole girl always hatin on us, tell her lonely ass get a nigga." Qua said as he got off Nyla and sat next to her.

Nyla got up and sat in his lap, "Her name is Jordan stop calling her old girl." She responded watching Jordan as she cleaned up the mess made from doing her hair.

"Right my nigga." Jordan added in.

"Where yall bouta go?"

"I'm not going nowhere but to sleep."

"You comin to my crib then."

"No i'm not bro. I'm staying right here, you can join me though." She felt him burning a hole in the side of her face so she slid off his lap standing up.

"You weird." He finally said still staring at her.

"Nah you the weird one. Keep wanting me to come to your crib knowing i'm not welcomed there." Nyla shot back, "Fuck."

"Shorty who you gettin buck with?" He stood up walking into her face. "Nigga, watch yo tone shorty.

"Fat man what's the problem." She changed her tone real fast making her and Jordan both bust out laughing. "Nah for real though i'm not going over yo house that's dead after last night."

"You a goofy bro. Who said you wasn't welcomed at my shit bro?" Qua grabbed her neck softly letting her know he serious. "Where you look when somebody talkin to you?" Nyla looked him in the eyes grabbing his wrist.

"So you gotta grab my neck in front of my sister though?" Nyla whispered making him smirk, "It's not funny cause-"

"Yo just answer my question I don't care bout who see what and I told you that already bro."

"First of all you let your baby momma disrespect me-"

"Tuh cause why you ain't tell me?" Jordan cut Nyla off. "We don't even play like that baby momma or not. You need to correct her whenever she disrespected Nyla. Bitches gettin slapped when i'm around facts." She went off trying to think of if she ever saw what Qua baby momma look like. "Get yo hand off her neck bro." At this point Jordan had everything cleaned up so she propped the broom up in a corner and gave Qua and Nyla her full attention.

"Period!" Nyla said snatching Qua hand off her neck. "The fuck."

Qua just nodded his head and headed towards the door. "Fat man where you going stink?" Nyla followed right behind him laughing. "Baby."