𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞

ɴɪɴᴇ.

|Zahara|

"Aye I ain't gone tell you again, Getcho ass in this car." Xander said.

"Hell no nigga you got me fucked up." I said while picking up my pace.

As of now I was jogging and Xander ass so happens to see me and stops.

I suddenly heard the car door shut and turn to see him making his way towards me. OH HELL NAHH!

I ignore him like he wasn't there and continue to jog! Suddenly I was yanked back by some strong arms.

"Let me go!!" I yelled as I was being tossed inside the car.

"Mann, shut yo ass up." Xander yelled as veins poked out of his head. I shrunked lower in my seat.

See I know he mad now, so I just stayed quiet since I didn't want to cause anymore trouble. Which is a first and last time.

I suddenly heard him chuckle and shaking his head while looking at me.

"Fuck is so funny?!" I said while cocking my head to the side looking at him.

"Chill out with all out that cussing." He said all of sudden getting serious.

"You're so bipolar." I said. As soon as that slipped out my mouth, his hands were wrapped around my throat.

DO NOT GET TURNED ON ZAHARA! I hate this bitch ass nigga.

"You know you talk too much right?" He asked while staring at me pretty hard.

"Nigga I can't talk with your hands wrapped around my neck." I said barely getting the words out.

"It look like you talking pretty fine to me." He said clearly enjoying the position I'm in. Which is being uncomfortable as fuck.

He finally unwrapped his hand from my throat. I tooted my lips up once he did it. Mumbling under my breathe "bout fucking time."

"Mann don't get fucked up Zay." He said while making a turn into a mini mansion.

|Xander's house|