𝒢𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓅..

𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓂?

After that night , I haven't heard from zori. I knew I was just a one night stand.

The morning he woke up and left was silent..like literally ..silent. We didn't say a word to each other.I thought it was ridiculous of him to say he wanted to be my nigga when he has a chick. I didn't tell him I seen shorde blow his line up while he was here. as I sighed and walked to my bathroom, I began to brush my teeth still remembering every inch and every detail of what happened that night.

I still have hickeys & bite marks on my body from him. Ooooh how that man rocked my world. I sat my toothbrush down and ran my shower water. Before I could finish taking my sweatpants off I heard a knock at the door. Sighing in irritation, I began to walk towards the door. As I looked out the peephole I saw Reggie. Unlocking and cracking to door open, I stuck my face out the door scanning him.

"Fuck you want?" I greeted. He laughed at my greeting and rubbed his face.

"Can I come in? I just wanna talk to you for a second." He asked .

"But we're talking right now aren't we? You don't need to come in you can talk to me from right here." I replied with a smile.

"Come on, whatchu gotcha new nigga in the crib or sumn you being real weird ." He responded, eyebrows clashed together, biting on his bottom lip. Don't know what I saw in him...oh well.

"No Reggie what do you want? Say it before I shut my muthafucking door in ya face ." I snapped. He look disgusted at the words I spat at him.

"You fuck my bro?" He asked. I just knew he was gone ask some bs like that. All his friends wanna fuck me.

"Who's ya bro?"I responded with a question. Whoever this bro is needa get a life deadass.

"JB.." he replied. I shook my head. He's such a fucking weirdo.

"Who the fuck is JB?" I asked. Scrunching my eyebrows up desperately trying to figure out who the hell JB is.

"Oh shit you might not know him by that name. Zori." He said & my whole body froze. How does he know? why does he know? I began to think to myself.

"Get from in front of my fucking door and stop asking questions that don't apply to you bitch boy." I spat . I'm one irritated that he knows about me and zori, let alone my sexual relations with any human. it filled my veins with rage that he knew. that obviously means he wasn't minding his fucking business.

"So you did? You gave my dinner up is that what you telling me rn ?" Looking at him like he was speaking a foreign language. I let out a laugh.

"Your dinner? Tuh. Nigga you wish." I said.

"It's still mines idgaf. Did you give it up or not?!"

"didn't I say , get from in front of my muthafucking door?! And stop asking me questions?! And pussy this ain't ya dinner no more! It's a bro's." I snapped attempting to slam my door in his face, just for it to pushed back open . I looked at him like he was stupid.

"You got me fucked up!" He exclaimed. Gripping me up .

"Get off me!!" I yelled.

"Bitch I made you!" He spat . My entire face scrunched up.

"Pussy you ain't make me! I made you! I fed yo broke ass! Got yo broke ass a job ! And gave you a house to live under! I even bought all ya mf clothes!" I exclaimed.

Looking at his face become overwhelmed with anger he cocked his hand back getting ready to palm the shit outta my right cheek. I then bit the hand he had tightly gripped on my shirt, piercing his skin and drawing blood.