Play With Toys Not Me

Play With Toys Not Me

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**READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED** #PlayWithToysNotMe #Intro I knew when the bitch left me again, it just had to be to go back to her baby daddy. All the wet shoulders I let her lean on when she came running to me crying about that nigga. All the long talks and the "come picke me ups", and my dumb ass a go running to get her from his house. Eating her out time after time, as tears would run down her face thinking about that nigga...but bussin off in my mouth at the same time. I blame myself though.... because I'm the one over and over be letting people come in my life and use me, just to leave me looking stupid again. You ever have had somebody that fools you like they love you so much; I mean a have yo ass knee deep... but wake up one day and just step on your heart like a damn roach. Thats how the bitch Jessy did me. Hell she dont know if she want his dick or my dildo. But I do know one thang, she better quit playing with my motherfucking heart. She dont know my whole story. You keep playing with this bitch Briana, your body gone come up missing period. Just like me sitting outside her babydaddy house waiting one her to come out once again. Calling me cause he cheating again. I know its serious because her 9year old son Karis just ran and got in the back of my car. "What happen now Karis?" I asked as he ran and got in. Thinking I was just his momma good friend. He replied breathing hard.. "Ion know man I just heard my daddy snap out on her because she told him she was pregnant." My heart literally dropped hearing Karis explaining. It breaks my souI knowing I cant give her what that no good nigga give her and thats a baby. Yall I knew then I was gon kill her and her unborn when we did make it to my house. I cant take this shit no more! **BOOM**
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{Completed - #12 highest} I was walking on a path all alone at midnight. I was just wondering around, until I saw a guy in a hoodie. He was beating the pulp out of another guy and one more man was on the ground, he was not moving. I gasped. 'Is he dead?' Or he can be unconscious, yeah 'el' he is just unconscious not dead. Duh! Who would kill a guy? As I was proceeding with my thoughts, that hoodie guy turned his face towards me. My heart had a mini heart attack. I turned my heels to the opposite direction and started to run. 'Run Ella, run for your life' was what my mind was screaming to me. I took turns without thinking, that guy was now following me and guess what? I took a wrong turn and which ended up being a dead end ' You are so dead' I thought. So, I started to think what I said last time to the people I love. 'Good night mom, love you.' to my mom, 'Stop annoying me! I'm going to bed.' to dad which also mean I love you, 'See you later Lu, love you!' to Luana. Okay my good bye says I love them all. Now I can die in peace. Granddad I'll meet you soon in the heaven, if you are there. I was still in my deep thoughts until I saw his silhouette. As, he get closer, my heart begin to race faster. I closed my eyes, until I heard him say "Ella?" O to the M to the G, this person actually knows me. I opened my one eye and saw him due to the small light hanging in that ally "Errrrr'ick!" I squeaked and mentally face palmed myself. Even at this state I'm calling him Errr'ick. "I'm sorry your highness, what can I do for you?" I squeaked again while trembling. The next second I heard his fits of laughter. He was rolling on the floor, actually rofling. I was glaring at him but I realised that I'm not in a position to glare. So, I made puppy dog face for him to spare my little life. He stopped but after seeing my face, he started to laugh again. He tried to say between his guffaws "You..... your face .....was epiccc!" He started to gasp for air and had tears in his eyes.

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