Aaliyah
I screamed to the top of my lungs.
"WHATS WRONG???" I heard yelling and I opened my eyes.
I felt my chest and my stomach.
"WHEW BITCH IM ALIVE" I yelled and I jumped in my bed. "Is this Heaven?"
"Bitch what the hell wrong with you?" Kaliyah asked.
"Hoe screaming like u seen a ghost" Meme pregnant ass said.
"Bitch I thought I got shot by Nau'Jour cuz I was fucking Von bitch!" I told them and they laughed.
"Who u was fucking?" Nau'Jour asked as he walked in and I coughed hard.
"Nobody. I was fucking you daddy" I said as I jumped into Nau'Jour arms.
"Yeah u better only be fucking me, the hell" he said as he kissed me and pushed them out the door and closed the door.
Y'all that was a close call.
He threw me on the bed.
He got on top of me and looked at me. "I'm sorry for how I acted earlier. I love you" he said as he kissed me.
"I love you too" I said as I kissed him back.
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"Y'all toxic as hell. Y'all married and committed to each other, allat extra cheating and shit y'all do. Y'all need to grow up and learn how to be husband and wife, no more cheating, lying, doing stuff without consulting with one another, y'all got kids now. My job here is complete, y'all got one more classes with me then I'm done. Y'all relationship bipolar, I love y'all cuz y'all my favorite clients but foreal. Chill with allat, y'all tied the knot. My work here is done for today, I will see y'all next week for our less session" our Counselor said.
"Ight, see u next week" we both said as we walked out.
We got thru the day without arguing today, which is progress Cuz we argue almost every damn day. We had to tell her about what happen of course and she wasn't happy wit that.
"I'm tired. Where we Finna go?" I asked.
"Ima drop u off at the house since u sleepy. I gotta hit the studio with Von" he said.
"I'll go with u. It might be hoes there" I told him and he chuckled as we walked outside to his car.
He opened my door and I got in and he closed the door and got in.
I grabbed his phone and played my song.
"I just hit my bitch from the back, she start fightin' back
(Hold on baby, look, lean over, okay, yeah)
I just DM'ed Nicki Minaj, she start typin' back
(Okay Nicki, what it look like baby? You bad as hell)
I just bit on a Perc 30, it start fightin' back
(Oooh, my jaw hurt, somebody got some water? Okay)
Ridin' 'round with 2 dirty guns, and the license tracked
(Aye bro, I hope we don't get pulled over, but fuck it)" we rapped to each other as he drove.
"Knock a nigga out in 1 punch, they think Tyson back
C.A.T Squad tried to raid the crib, we had to hide the straps" I rapped.
"Gone" he said.
"Damn, they found the straps" i told him.
"Fuck!"
"I be drippin' sauce, spillin' lean on the floor (I do)
I be drunk as hell, spillin' lean on my hoe (Yeah)
Custo customized the spot, he off blow (Keep it clean)
Work for the work, keep it clean, sweep the floor (Yeah)
I'll come up with a new bag, switch my flow (Wooh)
I'll pull up, different bitch, switch my hoe (Fasho)
Momma told me I ain't got no choice, get that dough (I got you Ma)" we rapped and laughed.
