going on with Sacaria, but I’m going to find out. What is it that’s bugging her to the point of not even speaking? We’re sisters, or so I thought. I have been there for her at some of her lowest points, when she didn’t have anyone else that understood her. Well, Taniyah was there too, but she doesn’t count. Flunky . Sacaria can’t just turn her back on me as if I don’t exist. I don’t even know why Sacaria would try me. Even if I’m not the best friend she’s ever had, I should still rank in the top ten. I mean damn, she knows that my whole being revolves around loyalty. I have been there for her in ways that Shayvon would never understand. Besides, I have feelings for Sacaria. I rarely waste my time on people or let them into my heart and space. All I know is that I will find out what’s up with Sacaria, even if it means telling her little secrets to her precious Shayvon. I won be left hanging like this. I’m going to give her a chance to redeem herself soon, and if she knows what’s good for her, she won’t disappoint.
Chapter 7
Todd
I 'm a little concerned about my boy, Shayvon. This fool has been tripping lately. Shay has never second-guessed anything I warned him about. When it comes to Sacaria, he's deaf, dumb, and blind. This bitch can do no wrong in his eyes. Me and Q’mari done told this man on numerous occasions to watch out for this girl, and her so-called friends. She must think since she ain’t been out here long that niggas ain’t peeping game. Well, she’s sadly mistaken. When a nigga get a hold of a bad bitch like Sacaria, there is bound to be some hate coming his way. Punk ass niggas can’t wait to throw shade, so the first bit of gossip they get will travel fast. The least Shay could do is look into it, just to be sure that none of its true, but this nigga is on some whole other shit.
I'm trying hard not to take it personally, but I have never seen this side of him. This situation is definitely putting a strain on our bond. He is chasing after that bitch and putting everything we built up at risk. I need to figure out what I can do to get this nigga back on his game. First of all, I’m going to get out my feelings. Then I need to slide through and talk to Erica. Maybe she can shed some light on Sacaria, and the hold she got on Shay. She might be thirsty enough to tell me everything I need to know, if she thinks there is something to gain. Erica is one of those high maintenance females that will do back flips—literally—for some paper. I am not about to give her no muthafuckin’ paper, but I might tease her with this dope dick and see how far that gets me. Shit, I never had a problem getting what I want out of a bitch any other time. The only difference is that this time, I’m dealing with a self-made princess, so I know she gone put up a fight.
I pulled up to Erica’s crib. I didn’t see shit moving, so I shot her a text message to see if she was busy, and have her open her door for me if she wasn’t. She hit me right back and told me to come to the door. Erica came to the door looking good as hell. With a petite build, she stood at about 5’6”, with light brown eyes and smooth chocolate skin tone. Her hair was weaved up and fly as fuck. Her arms were small and toned. She had a real big booty, almost too big for her size with average size titties. The titties was sitting pretty though. She had on some tight, purple, boy shorts with a wife beater and no bra. I could see her titties popping out the sides of her beater.
Before I could say hi, she smirked at me and turned to walk inside, leaving me to close the door behind me. Her place was plush, plusher than I imagined it to be, judging by the exterior. She sat on this fly leather sectional and patted the spot next to her for me to come and sit. As she crossed one leg, I could see her wiggling her shiny polished toenails back and forth. Instead of taking a seat next to her, I sat across from her, so I could look her
Chapter 7
Todd
I 'm a little concerned about my boy, Shayvon. This fool has been tripping lately. Shay has never second-guessed anything I warned him about. When it comes to Sacaria, he's deaf, dumb, and blind. This bitch can do no wrong in his eyes. Me and Q’mari done told this man on numerous occasions to watch out for this girl, and her so-called friends. She must think since she ain’t been out here long that niggas ain’t peeping game. Well, she’s sadly mistaken. When a nigga get a hold of a bad bitch like Sacaria, there is bound to be some hate coming his way. Punk ass niggas can’t wait to throw shade, so the first bit of gossip they get will travel fast. The least Shay could do is look into it, just to be sure that none of its true, but this nigga is on some whole other shit.
I'm trying hard not to take it personally, but I have never seen this side of him. This situation is definitely putting a strain on our bond. He is chasing after that bitch and putting everything we built up at risk. I need to figure out what I can do to get this nigga back on his game. First of all, I’m going to get out my feelings. Then I need to slide through and talk to Erica. Maybe she can shed some light on Sacaria, and the hold she got on Shay. She might be thirsty enough to tell me everything I need to know, if she thinks there is something to gain. Erica is one of those high maintenance females that will do back flips—literally—for some paper. I am not about to give her no muthafuckin’ paper, but I might tease her with this dope dick and see how far that gets me. Shit, I never had a problem getting what I want out of a bitch any other time. The only difference is that this time, I’m dealing with a self-made princess, so I know she gone put up a fight.
I pulled up to Erica’s crib. I didn’t see shit moving, so I shot her a text message to see if she was busy, and have her open her door for me if she wasn’t. She hit me right back and told me to come to the door. Erica came to the door looking good as hell. With a petite build, she stood at about 5’6”, with light brown eyes and smooth chocolate skin tone. Her hair was weaved up and fly as fuck. Her arms were small and toned. She had a real big booty, almost too big for her size with average size titties. The titties was sitting pretty though. She had on some tight, purple, boy shorts with a wife beater and no bra. I could see her titties popping out the sides of her beater.
Before I could say hi, she smirked at me and turned to walk inside, leaving me to close the door behind me. Her place was plush, plusher than I imagined it to be, judging by the exterior. She sat on this fly leather sectional and patted the spot next to her for me to come and sit. As she crossed one leg, I could see her wiggling her shiny polished toenails back and forth. Instead of taking a seat next to her, I sat across from her, so I could look her
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