“Fuck that last name, take that shit back, nigga. Matter of fact, give it to the bitch that’s carrying yo fucking demon seed in her rotten ass pussy.” Juniper turned up on a nigga, throwing her hands in my face.
“Bitch, keep speakin’ on my seed, I’ma knock you the fuck out Juniper. I be letting you make it ,’cause I know you hurt, but that shit gettin’ old,” I said, yanking her ass to me by the front of her dress.
“Nigga, fuck you!” she yelled, trying to pull from me. “Leave me the fuck be. How I’m a ho', but you sitting outside waiting on me on some stalker shit. Now I need to watch what I say. A bad bitch like me can never be hurt over a square nigga or his bitch.”
”Juni, fuck all that shit. It ain’t got shit to do with shit. Where the fuck you coming from?” I lifted Juni off the ground, bringing her eye level with me, her feet dangling.
Juni was tryna fuck with a nigga’s head and distract a nigga to what was really going the fuck on. She was on some ho shit, and I wasn’t letting this shit slide.
“Ou-”
“Girl, get in here before my crazy ass brother fucks you up,” Frankee snickered, opening her front door. She looked likea deer in headlights when she laid eyes on me. “Heyyy.” Frankee changed her tune. “Faheem, let her go!” Her eyes went wide, and she immediately pulled at my arm. The only reason I put Juni down was because I didn’t want to drop her.
“Yeah, aight. I see how you movin’.” I nodded my head at Frankee. She was on fuck shit with her stanking ass friend.
“Now, Faheem… don’t start. I was trying to keep down the confusion.” Frankee tried to explain herself, but I wasn’t stuntin’ what she was talking about. My focus was on Juniper.
The more I looked at her sneaky ass, the more I wanted to fuck her up. Her dress kept getting shorter and shorter and tighter and tighter, accenting her frame that seemed to be thicker than before. Hips, spread wider than normal. Ass plumper holding the hem of her dress higher. The cuffs of her ass played peek-a-boo with my eyes.
“He out here tripping when he got a whole baby on the fucking way. Delusional ass nigga.” Juniper’s messy ass told my business.
I hadn’t gotten around to telling my family about the baby because I didn’t want to get everyone all excited like last time. I had to make sure everything was good with the baby before I told my family.
“Nigga, I know you aren’t having a baby and didn’t say nothing to nobody,” Frankee said with buck eyes.
“We’ll talk about that later,” I told Frankee then grabbed Juniper’s elbow. “Come talk with me in my car.”
“I’m good. I won’t be here long, my ride is coming back to get me.” Juniper tried to shrug me off, but her slick ass mouth was finna get her fucked up.
“The only ride you gettin’ in is mine. Try me, Juniper,” I told her menacingly, meaning every word I said.
“Faheem, please, you got a family. I don’t want any parts of that.”
“My family ain’t complete without you.” I tried to be level headed to see if that would bring out a different reaction from her.
Juniper busted out laughing at a nigga. “Boooy…Fuck outta here. My new nigga got me. I ain’t playing step mama to nobody’s kids.”
“Come talk to me,” I gritted out through clenched teeth trying to hold my anger back.
“Go talk to ya ho ass baby mama, nigga. I might let my new nigga get me pregnant so our kids can be besties,” Juniepr snickered, and I lost my shit.
I scooped her off her feet, then threw her over my shoulder ignoring her scream. Fuck what she was talking about, Juniper had the game fucked up thinking what I was saying was an option. She knew just like I did she ain’t have no other option but to talk to a nigga. Her ass wasn’t stupid enough to have another nigga pull up to pick her in front of me.
“Put me down, Faheem!” Juniper screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Shut the fuck up,” I growled at her.
Juniper had a nigga mad as fuck. I swear she was the only broad that could get under my skin the way she did. She’d have me ready to crash all the way out over the shit that came out of her mouth.
“Faheem, maybe you shou-“ Frankee tried to yell from her door, but I chucked the deuces up. She’d done enough with her messy ass meddling.
My phone rang in my pocket, but a pair of headlights coming around the corner right as I got to the front of my slider made my attention refocus. The truck screeched to a stop, then some big, ugly nigga hopped out the car, face screwed up, looking at me like he had a problem.
“Juni, is that you?” The nigga squinted his eyes tryna make out Juniper’s face.
“Bitch nigga, when you speak to her, it’s Mrs.Banks.” I checked that nigga. I had to sit Juni down on her feet ‘cause her heavy ass was weighing a nigga down. I Aimed my gun directly at the nigga’s head, looking his scary ass in the eyes his bitch ass refused to give me full eye contact. I wanted this nigga to give me a reason to pull the trigger.
“Faheem!” Juniper screamed dramatically like this shit wasn’t her fucking fault.
