𝗡𝗮𝗻𝗻𝘆|𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐓𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐳|

Chapter 31

Nayla's POV~
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*There's a lot of cursing in this chapter, so If you're sensitive to swear words, I don't advice that you read this chapter*

The engagement party was lit to say the least. I was now crouched over, hands on my knees popping my pregnant back. "Ayeeeee-" but before I could get my leg up and shake some mo ass, I'm snatched up. "Who tha hell? Get off me!"

"Nayla. Don't play with me." I huff and fold my arms immediately when I hear Jonathan's voice whispering in my ear. "But-." Jon places his right hand around my throat lightly. "What I jus say?" I was getting turned on and I quickly turned into a submissive slut around Jonathan. "Yes baby." He releases me and I straighten my now wrinkled dress and hold my head down in embarrassment at the people who were watching us.

Kayla walks over to me and she raises her eyebrow. "What was that lil thang about miss ma'am?" I roll my eyes and I fold my arms once again. "Girl he just told me I can't shake this ass. Ain't that crazy?" Kayla didn't even give me an answer, she just looked down at my behind. "Ain't shit there anyways, the baby done took it all. You know fa nutrients and shit." I just shoot Kayla a glare. "Don't start with me hoe." I laugh it off. "Sooo can a pregnant women have sex?" I whisper at her. Kayla just holds her jaw wide open.

"I mean I'm sure you can, I don't think it's gone harm the baby if he's gentle. Why?" She sips her drink and I look at her like she was stupid. "Read the room Kayla, read it." Kayla looks around the room, scratching her wig in confusion. "Ion see shit but a bunch of ugly mfs."

"You dumb bitch I want Jonathan to fuck me!! Damn!"

The room went silent. Kayla turns to me and she wheezes, trying to contain her laughter. Everybody's eyes were on me. I was so embarrassed. My eyes scout and I lock eyes with Jonathan and he just stares back at me. Eyes filled with amusement.

"And if any of you ugly mothafuckas got a problem with what my bestie just said, the door is over there." Kayla points her acrylics to the front door.

"Who ugly?! Not me." Some chick sitting on the couch quickly snaps at Kayla's remark. "Her hoe ass shouldn't be saying that shit."

"Puta what the fuck you just say?!? I know this bob the builder face ass bitch ain't talking to me and my best friend all crazy. Bitch worry about allat plastic surgery and sucking dick fa coins."

"I am tho! Y'all the ugly hoes." The girls chuckles "Don't come to me about sucking no dick bitch, She only got Jonathan cause she had to get on ha knees for him. He need a real bitch like me."

I look this ugly heffa, up and mothafuckin down. She got on adidas track pants, some heels, a white tube top and a very evident ass lace front. Screaming GHETTO. Head to toe.

"You crusty ass broke bummy bitch. I could really hurt yo feelings lil girl but you ain't worth it. You wish you were in my position. It's always you weird built bitches. Get the fuck outta my house for I knock yo lace front to the lake front."

Jonathan just signals the dj to stop the music. Everyone was already looking at the scene.

Before I could even blink the girl swings at me. I swing back with much more force. All I can hear is Kayla telling me to beat her ass. From the corner of my eye I could see Jonathan running over to the fight. I use as much force as I could to push the girl on the dining room table. She's aggressively grabbing at my hair. "You bitch." I grab her wig and with ease it comes off. I straddle her on the table, punching her in her face, left to right.

But she does sometimes that hurts me like hell.
She head butts me and she cocks her heel back and I could hear Jonathan's voice in the background "Nooooo." My Dad comes from the backyard and his eyes widen at the sight and he rushes to the living room area "Don't kick my daughter hoe!" Her foot lands on belly with so much force. I'm blown back on the cold marble floors, so much pain came over my body. All I could see was Jonathan pulling the girl by her hair. Kayla, Kaliyah and Lei was jumping her ass. I could tell my Dad wanted to join in but he was crouched down on the floor beside me. "Stunna grab my gun!" Jonathan voice was menace full.

My vision got blurry and the last thing I could remember was the sound of a gun going off and my Dad's sobbing voice. "Somebody get me a knife, I'm about to cut this bitch up!!!"

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Y'all when I say I was laughing so hard writing this chapter. It was so much going on.