His Kidnapper- NBA Youngboy- Completed

- 𝑇𝑊𝐸𝐿𝑉𝐸 -

- August 13, 2020 -
- 2 Days Later -
- Thursday -

- Miami -
- Amoura Third House -

"You a whole fucking dumbass." Amoura mugged Kentrell.

"Nawww that's you." He mugged her right back.

"HOW? YOU NOT MY NIGGA" She yelled, starting to get angry.

"BUT YOU SITTING HERE RIDING MY DICK, LETTING ME EAT YO PUSSY, AND ALL THAT SHIT" He snapped. "MEANWHILE A WHOLE NIGGA BEEN TEXTING YOU"

"OKAY CAUSE YA DICK GOOD, NO CAP, BUT IF I WAS TO TALK TO SOMEBODY ELSE YOU COULDN'T DO SHIT, PLUS, THAT'S MY COUSIN, THE FUCK" She laughed.

They were having a good day, until Kentrell seen a message come to her phone.

And the only thing he seen was, I love you too.

That was enough to make him snap.

Amoura knew he was stupid, but not this stupid.

Why would she kidnap him and be with somebody else?

There was no point in kidnapping him if she had somebody already.

Amoura was the last person Kentrell should question about loyalty.

She made it clear when she kidnapped him, that she wanted nobody but him.

So why was he tripping?

Kentrell hisself, didn't understand why he was doing all that.

I guess because he had been, betrayed, backstabbed, and lied to almost all his life.

He had trust issues, and they were bad.

Especially if you were suppose to being liking, well loving him, and going behind his back.

"FUCK IS YOU LAUGHING FOR?" He stepped up to her with his fist bawled up, feeling Top coming out.

She looked from his fist, to his face. "Mane nigga chill the fuck out, and stop yelling. It's not that serious."

He chuckled. "Oh you scared now huh? Not Amoura Cooper scared of Kentrell Gaulden."

"Who?" She asked. "I never said I was scared."

"Oh so you ain't scared of top?" Kentrell smirked, sizing her up.