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𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 - 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞
𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰
"Neither now let go of me," I said pushing them off,
"and get out of my house!" I shouted as I point to the exit.
I can't believe these two prunes really think they could just walk in here and try to fuck me like it's normal to fuck your niece's baby mother. Like, were they do that at? Alabama? Kentucky? Kansas? The fuck! I really don't know why I got caught up with these white people. Grandpa Joe was right, these white folks crazy.
"Oh my gosh, you're going to kick us out like that?" Mr. Adams said like he was hurt.
Yeah, he's definitely lost his damn mind. "Yes! Now get the fuck out before I put y'all the fuck out!" I shouted pointing to the door.
"Don't worry bella, you're not my type." He said kissing me on the cheek before he started to walk towards the door.
Before he left he stopped and turned to say one last thing. "But I would love to have a piece of you." He said winking at me.
"You'll never get a 'piece' of me!" I yelled as he left out of my house.
Jax was still standing there watching me. I could feel my blood boil as I watched him look down at me with that cock smirk of his. Manx Didn't I just tell this hidda to go? "Am I speaking gibberish?! Get out!" I yelled feeling my migraine coming on.
"Remember M, I get what I want. Also, I'll like a paternity test." He said kissing me before walking out of my home and slamming the door.
"Did he just— a weddi- imma' buss a cap- you know what, he ain't even worth it." I huffed as I closed and locked my door.
Speaking of door, I need to contact my landlord. It was too easy for that knucklehead to get in.
