Loyal to His D!ck 2 by Larissa

Author:Larissa [Larissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Romance, Urban, Genre Fiction
Amazon: B0149N1QLU
Publisher: Sullivan Productions | Leo Sullivan Presents
Published: 2015-08-21T04:00:00+00:00

Loyal To His Dick 2

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Keith

This bitch has the nerve to be pulling up at five o’clock in the fucking morning as if she wasn’t told the rules of what she can and can’t do before leaving. Now I have to teach her a lesson. Jet’aime knows not to disrespect me, yet she must have had memory loss those few days I let her breathe. Now it’s time for me to bring her dumb ass back to reality on who’s running this motherfucking show, because it damn sure isn’t her.

“Baby, clam down. Come and sit down on the bed. Let me take your stress way.” Grace is trying to help me take my mind off of choking the living life from this no-good bitch, but it’s not working as I am pacing back and forth in the living room with a Blunt swinging in my hand and I’m not even smoking it. She got me wasting good Chicago weed.

I can hear the sound of keys giggling. Dropping the Blunt, I forcefully make my way towards the front door and open it for that bitch, pulling her inside, and slamming the door so hard I’m sure it might have got a crack in it behind her. “Nice of you to finally join us.” My voice is on full blast.

“I had to stop for gas. And I got tired so I went to the nearest motel to take a nap.” She walks past me and heads for the stairs with the bastard baby sleeping in her arms.

“I don’t give a fuck if Jesus called you and told you to met him at the crossroads, bitch! You should have come home first.”

“I’m not going there with you Keith. I’m here, damn!” this bitch has the nerve to yell.

“Grace, come and get the baby. Jet’aime and I need to talk.”

“No, Jet’aime is going to sleep. You can talk to your fucking self.”

I laugh. “Okay.”

She walks up the stairs, mumbling under her breath until she reaches the top. I continue to watch her as she goes into the bastard’s room and comes out a few minutes later, baby bump still in progress and all.

“So you forgot to handle that, huh?” I point to her belly.

She looks down. “I’m not killing my child. You kill yourself.”

I laugh even harder. “Okay.”

“Goodnight Grace.” She bypasses saying goodnight to me and walks away to her room. Little does she know her night, which is now morning, is just beginning.

I am about to teach her the number one most important lesson in surviving with Keith, and that’s never opening your fucking mouth to speak to me in a harsh way. Laughing as if I have just heard the funniest joke in the world, I make my way over towards the house phone and pick it up.

“Who you calling?” Grace questions.

“You’ll see.” Waiting until the caller comes through, I am still laughing.

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”

“Please, come quick. Somebody broke into my house. I found my girlfriend lying at the bottom of the stairs bleeding.

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