A Dopeboy Stole My Heart by Nat Love

Author:Nat Love [Love, Nat]
Language: eng
Format: epub

I had been doing a lot of plotting and planning against motherfuckers since that bullshit happened at my welcome home party. Actually, the more I thought about it the more I my trigger finger had itched. I heard through the grape vine that Terry got hit in his back and in his leg and that he was currently going through some kind of rehab after almost becoming paralyzed, but that was none of my business. After a lot of thinking, I had finally had a sit down with Klay. I thought I was going to have to kill him because he has been my homeboy since diapers, and I was praying that he wouldn't cross me like Terry's ass. Terry is another homie I been having for a long ass time and that's why it didn't make any sense that he would be fucking Michelle's hoe ass.

At the sit down with Klay, he told me that Michelle had tried hard to fuck him, but he wasn't going. He also swore that he didn't know that Michelle and Terry were fucking, but he said that Terry had told him some tea. He said that Michelle had fucked my homies Bam, Dirty, and Chess. He didn't think that Terry was fucking with Michelle, even though he was keeping tabs on her, he thought that he was looking out like he was. Klay also mentioned that Michelle had been sloppy drunk basically since I went to the county and that she told him she was trying to fuck him because I had fucked Tracey, and she had found out somehow. I know I sound like a dog but like I'd been told Michelle, once she gave that pussy up to another nigga, we would be done.

I guess I couldn't take what I dish out because I meant that with my entire soul. And for her to fuck my homies took me to another level. If she would've fucked another nigga, I would've been fine and possibly forgiven her, eventually, but the fact that she tested my gangster meant that I had to show my ass. She’s lucky I didn't shoot her shit up because I sure did think about it. As I sat back stuck in my bad thoughts, I received a text message from the devil herself begging to meet up with me. I figured that if I wanted closure for myself, I would have to meet up with her and hear from the horse’s mouth why she did it.

I believed Klay and all, but I wanted to know why, see her facial expressions and body language, and have her look me in the eyes and tell me. I also owed her an apology about Tracey. If I'm going to be mad at her I have to be mad at myself, because if it wasn't for my nasty ass, then we wouldn't even be here. I still don't want her contaminated ass, cus me and my homies hit hoes together, but not each other’s women.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.