Suicide Hotline ~ NBA Youngboy ~ Completed

~| twenty-six |~

~| Baton Rouge, Louisiana |~
~| Lazae House |~
~| July 15, 2017 |~

~| Lazae Anna Henderson |~

Turning over in the bed, I looked at Ben seeing him sleeping peacefully.

I smiled, rubbing my hand across his soft face.

He cute when he sleep.

Everybody be confused with our "relationship" but I don't really think we in one, just friends with benefits.

As I was about to go right back to sleep, my phone dinged two times and I reached over to get it.

I seen that I had a message from my ex husband, and looked at it.

RICKY🤣🤷🏽‍♀️
Lazae I'm omw to u .

Lazae🥺💙
Umm, how the fuck u know where I'm at ?

RICKY🤣🤷🏽‍♀️
U know I got connections like dat babygirl . Plus yo location on, and I just so happened to be in Baton Rouge where u at .

Lazae🥺💙
U a stalker😂, but why u coming to me? RICKY🤣🤣

RICKY🤣🤷🏽‍♀️
girl stop fuckin playin wimme, I'll be there in a minute tho . And don't worry bout why I'm coming .

Lazae🥺💙
We gone see if I open the door😗

RICKY🤣🤷🏽‍♀️
Yea .... We'll see .

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10:05am

"Need to take his ass back to Boyz In The Hood and die." I mumbled. "RICKY, RICKYYY, HEADASS"

Closing my eyes back, I realized something.

Ben here.

"OH SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT." I immediately got up, regretting it feeling my legs weak. "NIGGA GET THE FUCK UP"

He groaned lowly, moving around. "Lazae shut yo crazy ass up, damn. Too early for this bullshit."

"DO YOU WANNA DIE? BECAUSE THIS NIGGA DON'T PL-" I stopped what I was saying and thought about it.

We divorced.

Meaning I can fuck who I want.

But then he might get made since we usually fuck around when he comes to see me.

"Ain't nobody about to kill me, I don't give a FUCK" Ben mumbled as he closed his eyes. "Now shut that shit up, and go back to sleep."

Before I knew it, I heard knocking on the door, and I laid back.

If I don't answer it, he gone break in.

Just fucking woke up, damn. Can I brush my teeth and shit first?

Shrugging, I went, and brushed my teeth, then washed my face.