A Bad Boy Stole My Heart: A Detroit Love Story by Londyn Lenz

Author:Londyn Lenz [Lenz, Londyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Miss Candice Presents
Published: 2018-02-07T20:00:00+00:00

Alaric

“What the fuck you bring me to the mall for if we weren’t going to buy anythingggg?” I almost opened the passenger door on this bitch and pushed her out. I hate a whiney bitch. All Neshia did was whine behind every sentence. Shit was mad fucking annoying.

“Neshia shut the fuck up. Don’t talk no more until I drop yo’ ass off and even then wait until I pull off,” she sat back in the seat of my truck pouting and folding her arms. Trippin’ ass bitch!

I was pushing the fuck out of my truck on the freeway. I was ready to drop this bitch off at her crib and go hang with my dad. This shit with Cassidy had me so fucking livid. I can’t believe she played me like that. At Yatta’s party, I didn’t even know she was coming. Z never said shit and Yatta never said shit about Erin coming. When I saw Cassidy its not like I kept entertaining the bitch who sucked me off. I pushed that bitch up off me and told her to go downstairs with the rest of the party. Shit, I don’t fucking do! I had an ounce of respect for Cassidy and how the fuck does she repay me?!

By ignoring my ass the entire party. She didn’t even speak to me or acknowledge my existence. I’m fucking Alaric James Bell! Every bitch acknowledges me and if they don’t they must be blind or fucking retarded. Naw scratch that, a blind bitch sixth sense would kick in and a dumb bitch would gain the IQ of a genius. But not Cassidy, she flat out acted like I wasn’t there. Dancing on niggas in her tight ass one-piece she had one. I can’t front though she was looking bad as hell and it would have been dope as fuck to see us together. The only reason I didn’t pop off was because of my nigga Z.

He still doesn’t know me and Cassidy have a thing. But him being her big brother, he was shutting down some of the niggas that were on her so I was happy. Between you and me, through the night at the party, I would snitch on Cassidy to Z if a dirt nigga was all up in her space. I tried to make it seem like I was looking out for baby sis. Truth be told I was looking out for me. I don’t know what the fuck was happening but I was feeling a type of way when niggas were on her. After the party, I did go to a room with that bitch that topped me off. Hell, I’m entitled to do me. But Cassidy is NOT entitled to do her. She was a woman and needed to behave as such.

The next day I called her and tried to see if she wanted to go out but she didn’t answer. I took it as if she was at work or just busy at the moment.

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