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Olivia

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Olivia

I close my eyes, but quickly open them from the sound of moaning.

"Ughh" I say in frustration and put the pillow over my ears.

I am so fucking tired of Chris' bobble head ass girlfriend coming over and moaning like a pornstar everytime he lay the pipe. Like bitch the dick cannot be that good.

It is 1 o'clock in the morning. I am trying to get some damn sleep. I don't know about y'all, but a bitch need her beauty rest.

It's been a month since London and Chris got back together, and it's honestly been a pain. Their relationship drives me insane.

They argue a few times out of the week and then they have make up sex, and then that is when London decides to moan like she has never moaned before.

The moaning increasingly gets louder and that is when I decide to go downstairs.

I get to the kitchen and look in the fridge for some snscks but of course this nigga don't have any.

How can someone be a leader of a trap house, but don't have any snacks? That is my question.

I brush that thought off and stare at the front door, deciding whether to leave or not.

After contemplating, I decided to walk to a corner store for some snacks.

I walk up to the nearest 7/11 and walk in. I look down the small isles and found a snack isle I will like. I find some oreos and twizzlers and pick them up. I then go to the back of the store and grab a lemon lime gatorade.

I turn around and notice a guy staring at me. He was brownskin and was wearing all black. I get shivers down my back, but decide to ignore it.

I made my way up to the cash register and proceed to checkout. I look back to see if that man was still there, staring at me, but he was no longer there.

"Your total will be $7.49." The cashier said.

"Oh-ok" I say in a shaky breath giving her a $10 bill.

"Here is your change." The lady hands me the change and gives me this look.

We stare at eachother for a couple of seconds before I quickly dart out of the door, grabbing my snacks.

Niggas are being weird tonight.

I look behind me and begin to speed walk with my head low.

I bump into something firm and drop my snacks. I look up and see someone towering over me, wearing a mask.

I try and make a run for it but the man blocks my way and I hear a gun cock back and feel something metal press up on the back of my head.

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