𝐊𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞.

𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

"Who the fuck bit my taco?" I asked my sister camiya as I looked over her eight kids.

"Boy ain't nobody bite yo taco." She said to me.

"Why it's a bite mark in my taco den? Dumb bitch." I stale faced her.

"Watch yo mouth, ain't nobody ate that taco but you." My momma said to me.

"I CANT EVEN HAVE A FUCKING TACO TO MYSELF!"

"Shut that shit up boy, allat yelling in my house. You can gone head home with allat." My momma told me.

"You act like I wanna be here, I just came over for the tacos but one of yo greasy ass kids bit my fucking taco."

"Everybody got a taco why would someone bite yours?" Camiya asked me.

"Bitch it got bit and I ain't bite it." I looked at her dumb ass.

"You know better then to be cussing in my house ." My momma gave me a stern look.

"Fuck yo house. Who bit my fucking taco?"

"Fuck yo taco, don't be disrespecting mama and her house like that." Camiya yelled.

Camiya, don't get me started..

"Bitch fuck you, fuck mama, fuck her house, and fuck yo kids." I said as I walked out the house.

All eight of these ugly muthafuckes.

Fuck them hoes, gone bite my fucking taco...

Now I'm hungry!

ANGRY FACE, QUESTION MARK!

I grabbed a cup of cup noodles from the cabinet, and put it in the microwave for five minutes.

Bitches ate my fucking taco.

Angry face, question mark!

Someone knocked on the door.
So I went to answer it.

I looked out the peep hole to see who it was.

It wasn't nobody but big ass Sharlesha.

I opened the door a little.

I stood infront of the door waiting to see what she wanted.

"You not gonna let me in?" She asked me.

I could tell she was crying.

Her eyes were red.

"What you want?" I asked her.

"This yo baby." She told me as a tear fell down her face.

I scrunched up my face. " that ain't my fucking baby."

"You so quick to deny our child. Just let me in."

I stepped aside and opened the door for her.

She walked in and I closed the door.