WHAT I'M ABOUT TO DO TO YOU

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i sighed, laying on the the bed and rubbing my burning, tired eyes, as i watched jahseh sit at his desk and play his video games, screaming loudly because he'd lost.

"my dick! oh wait- i'm a bitch in this.. my pussy!" he shouted, which made me crack a smile, shaking my head.

he threw his headset off, which made me laugh at him, before he shook his head and got into the bed beside me, fake punching at the pillows.

"that game be cheating!" he joked, throwing the pillow at the headboard, and i just laughed at him before grabbing his arms and holding them still.

"tranqui." (calm down) i said, still laughing at him, and he shook his head, freeing his arms from my grip.

"you think this shit funny?" he asked, smirking at me and shaking his head.

i rolled my eyes, sitting up on the bed and crossing my arms at him. "yes, yes i do."

he burst out in laughter, making me furrow my eyebrows at him, and he shrugged his shoulders, getting off of the bed and taking off his shirt.

"i'm finna take my anger out on you. turn around."



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i groaned at the pain in my legs and between them too, looking over at jahseh, who was deep asleep, unbothered by the bright sun shining in our faces.

i can't even get up and close the blinds because my legs hurt so fucking bad.

great.

i sighed, sitting myself up despite the pain in my legs, and in my lower back too, and winced at how sore and in pain my body was, wanting to just punch jahseh in the face right now for doing this to me.

so much for taking his anger out on me. he really meant what he said.

as soon as i'd gotten myself to sit up, though, he rolled over and pulled me back down, laying me on top of him and snuggling himself into me, making me sigh at the fact that all of efforts were taken away.

"jah, get off of me." i groaned, knowing that even if he did it wouldn't change anything because i can't go anywhere.

"why?" he asked lowly, his sleepy voice making me bite my lip, though i was in too much pain to even think about going again.

"i need to shower, and you need to help me with that because now i can't walk." i huffed, freeing myself from his grip and struggling to pull myself up.

he shook his head, this whole time his eyes still remained shut, and rubbed his face. "too bad, i'm not getting up yet."

"jahsehhhh!" i whined, and he smirked, finally opening his eyes and looking me up and down.

"call me daddy like you did last night." he teased, making me slap his chest, which only made him laugh more.

"get up, nigga." i said, crossing my arms, which made him shoot up from the bed.

"who gave you the pass?"

i burst out in laughter, only to stop because it hurt my stomach to laugh so hard, and then whined. "owww."

"that's exactly what you get." he said, getting up off of the bed and walking over to my side, where he threw me over his shoulder as if i was a rag doll and walked out of the room with me.

he sat me on the counter, running the shower water and eyeing my bare chest, which made me cross my arms to cover myself. "stop looking at me."

he nodded his head, feeling the water before opening the door. "okay, so shower on your own, if you can even get up and in by yourself." he shrugged, starting to walk out.

"okay, okay stop!" i yelled after him, and he looked back at me with a smirk before shutting the door behind him and standing in front of me.

"you're so dramatic," he sighed, starting to massage my legs, which made me wince at first before easing into it. "see, there's no way it hurts that bad."

i didn't speak, because i knew if i did i'd just end up saying something smart or disrespectful that would make him either leave me here, unable to walk, or give me another round in the shower and leave me handicapped.

he started laughing at the expression on my face, before standing me up, my legs hurting much less, and then helped me strip and get into the shower, before getting in behind me.

"this waters cold," i complained, turning the faucet and warming it up, making him jump back. "what?"

"what's good with you? this water hot as fuck!" he said, avoiding the water, which made me burst out in laughter.

"no it's not." i said, which only earned an eye roll from him, before his eyes wandered down and a smirk fell on his face.

"damn ma, that ass fat as fuck." he said, making me slap his chest.

"jahseh." i said, turning to face him, which only made him look at my chest, and then burst out in laughter.

"i apologize in advance for what i'm about to do to you." he said, and before i could respond or even collect my thoughts, he grabbed my neck and crashed his lips onto mine.






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