Oop the tea sis ....
Pharaoh and Dior slept in the same bed?
YALL WILL BE SEEING THE CHARACTERS SOOONNNN.
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Pharaoh.
I woke up with Dior straddling my body. I know what y'all thinking how the hell I know ha name but let's say I do my research.
Nigga you a creep
"Shut the fuck up" I mumbled
I felt my member rise up when she started shifting around. I pushed her off of me onto the floor before I let my dick take control.
"Yoo what the fuck" she laughed and sat up "Can I ask you sum?" She pushed her hair her face. "What?" I answered rudely.
Nigga ease up she just wanna ask yo stubborn ass something.
"I ain't ask for yo opinion" I mumbled.
"Do you have dissociative identity disorder?" She blurted out and I look up at her.
Tell ha nigga
"Ion know this bitch ta be tellin ha ma business" I mumbled looking away "So you do?" She questioned "Man get the fuck out" I snatched her up "Nigga ion know who you think you are but I ain't the one" she punched me.
"I know yo ass ain't just touch me" I said getting angry.
Don't let me out man imma act up calm down.
"Shut the fuck!" Yelled and blacked out.
Dior.
This nigga had to nerve to put his hands on me. I just asked a simple question and he wanna get mad . Hell I barely know him!
After I punched him he yelled and his eyes changed colors and he had a sinister look on his face . Before I was able to process everything he grabbed me by the neck and choked me. "LET ME GO!!" I kicked us stomach but it didn't do anything but make him squeeze harder until I passed out.
Imma catch me a body.
