Ryann & Cassim 2: Fixation by Miss Candice

Author:Miss Candice [Candice, Miss]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Miss Candice Presents | MCP
Published: 2018-03-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six – Cassim

BANG! BANG! BANG!

I snatched the chopper off the cushion next to me and jumped up from the couch. I snatched the door open, with the shotty up, ready to catch a body. But, Ryann smacked the gun out of her face, and pushed her way through my crib.

“You better keep yo bitch in check,” she yelled, pacing back and forth.

“What happened to your neck,” I asked, as I sat the shotty next to the door before closing it.

“Yo bitch happened! That’s what happened nigga,” she yelled with her fist balled. “Lying ass, talking about you ain’t fucking with her no more!”

I stood against the door, watching her pop shit like she was crazy. Nah, shorty was crazy. Coming up in my crib calling me a liar on some nut shit.

“You out here fighting,” I asked. “On some reckless shit? Mad? Letting mafuckas get under your skin? Now you at my shit accusing me of lyin when a liar is something I ain’t never been sweetheart.”

She cocked her head to the side and marched up to me with her finger in my face. “I said don’t call me that shit!”

I swatter her hand out of my face and said, “You need some dick. You always wild out when you need some dick.”

Ryann was livid, and not in the mood for jokes. When she pushed me, I knew that she was more hurt than she was angry. She was really out here believing bitches over me. She was bugging think that I’d ever fuck with a woman who ain’t her. That shit I was on before was only because I wasn’t me. But Cass was back in full effect, my baby.

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to my chest. “Why are you here?”

“Because you lied,” she yelled.

I let her go and fished around my pocket for my phone. Once I pulled it out, I called Toya.

“I shouldn’t; even have to do no ho shit like this, but you buggin,” I said as I turned the phone on speaker.

Seconds later, Toya picked up.

“What?”

“You out here frontin’,” I said.

She sucked her teeth but said nothing.

“Apologize to my lady for making her step out of character,” I said as I locked eyes with Ryann who stood in front of me with her arms crossed over her chest.

“What—

“Don’t make me repeat myself, darlin,” I interrupted.

“Your lady? Your lady was just on a date with a whole other nigga,” she said before quickly hanging up.

I stuffed the phone back into my pocket and asked Ryann, “Straight?”

“Straight what? You can believe what you want to believe. That bitch just mad I beat the fuck out of her.”

“Nah,” I said as I rubbed my chin. “You out here on thot shit, and fighting with bitches… meanwhile, where the fuck my daughter at?”

She laughed and squinted. “Thot shit? Alright Cassim… keep talking crazy.”

“Ain’t that what the fuck I just said? Where my daughter at, shorty,” I asked as I scratched the tip of my nose.

I was hot.

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