Always Entitled to Nobody - Deucy Jones (the red fox clan .TXT) 📗

wearing a fuckin' "United States Postal Service" outfit from Forever21, cheap ass Walmart makeup, fake Chanel glasses, that same stong ass Macy's perfume, some feather slides, and bamboo earrings. Lord, save this child's wardrobe collection. Pronto.

 

Me- "Watch ya mouth, express mail. They a couple now so no more dicky for you."

 

Thot'tiana- "Please. Noah would never leave me for that fat ass piece of garbage."

 

Me- "What the fuck did I just say? Do you really want a repeat of what happened 3 days ago?"

 

She looked mad as fuck that I brought up her getting her ass whooped, even after her friends jumped in to save her ass.

 

Thot’tiana- “Bitch, you got lucky. Bet you won’t try that shit again.”

 

Me- “Oh but see you are wrong there, mister. I surely WILL do it again. Try me.”

 

Lyllian- “Yeah, only this time, ain’t gone be no jumpin’. ‘Cause if I see one of you bird ass bitches jump in, Imma molly wop yo ass.”

Laiylah- “That’s on life. Try somethin’ hoe.”

 

Thot’tiana- “All I know is you need to get off my nigga. Now.”

 

Lyllian- “I ain’t on one of your niggas. I am clearly sitting on my boyfriend’s lap.”

 

Thot’tiana- “You’re just gonna let this bitch talk to me like that?!”

 

Noah- “Stop calling my girl a bitch, that’s first and foremost. Second, I rather her sit in my lap so I can make sure she don’t come whoop yo ass like my sister did. And finally, she can say whatever the fuck she want to whoever the fuck she want ‘cause she got it like that. I ain’t gone stop her either. So on that note, why you and yo chicken heads still here?”

 

Me- “And I oop.”

 

Noah- “Anyways, as I was saying before this bird ass bitch came over. You wanna see the tattoo I got for you wifey?”

 

Thot’tiana- “Of cou-”

 

Noah- “Not you, bitch. You ain’t even side hoe material.”

 

Lyllian- “Yes, boo. Lemme see what you done did now.”

 

I looked at Noah ‘cause I knew about the tattoo he got for her last year. So he finally got the balls to show it to her. He pulled off his long sleeve shirt to reveal nothing underneath. He made her stand up so he could show it better. He turned around and on the back of his right shoulder was angel wings with her initials and lillies, her favorite flower.

 

Lyllian- “Oh my goddddd, I thought you was joking, Pookie. I love it. Did you draw it? Oh my god, my Pookie got my initials tatted. Oou shit, Imma cry.”

 

Thot’tiana- “I thought that tattoo was of someone from your family? That’s what you told me.”

 

Noah- “She is family. She is my future wife, future mother of all my kids, my best friend, and my everything. Wait- WHY THE FUCK YOU STILL HERE?!”

 

She jumped at how loud he got with her but her stubborn ass still didn’t leave. I was getting bored with the whole situation so I started to play a game on my phone. Not even 5 minutes later, I felt something cold running down my body.

 

Thot’tiana- “Thought you needed to cool down because you keep focusing so hard on pics of my nigga.”

 

I stood up ready to pounce on dat ass and her little groupies stood in front of her. I pushed through them both ready to swing until I felt two strong ass arms wrap around my waist and lift me up.

 

?- “Don’t do it, ma. You too cute for allat.”

 

Me- "Yes, sir. Just don't be sneaking up on me like that, bruh. Fuck around and get cut."

 

?- "I got you, ma. Just don't go fighting nobody."

 

And with that, he put me down but he still had his arms around my waist. I could even tell he was tall as fuck cause he was leaning over in order to hold me still. Who in the name of sweet baby Jesus is this?! Is his voice made of cocaine?! What the fuck? AND WHY HE SO STRONG?! Ooou he smell good. Btch, what the fuck am I thinkin'....WHO IS THIS NIGGA?!

 

?- “Look here, Tuesday. Imma need you to leave my luh shawty alone. I don’t want her to have to whoop yo ass.”

 

Thot’tiana- “Who the fuck is Tuesday? My name is Ty’tia-”

 

Laiylah- “THOT’TIANA!”

 

Lyllian- “BLUEFACE, BABY. YEAH IGHT.”

 

I looked over at them and saw Noah holding Lyllian and Izayah holding Laiylah by her waist. So who’s holding me?

Remember Me

 Nylah's POV

 

I slowly turn around, still confused as fuck, as see one God’s most heavenly gifts- a fine ass dreadhead. I mean, uhhhh, some random ass nigga was holding me. I quickly turn my head back in front of me, remembering the situation I'm in.

 

Me- "Why you still here? Don't you got dick to suck?"

 

Thot'tiana- "You need to watch your mouth, little girl. Just 'cause you got lucky one, you think you top dog. UNH UNH that's not how it works. You gone have to kill me."

 

Me- "My pleasure. I'll handle you as soon as King Kong over here let me go."

 

?- "King Kong?"

 

Me- "I don't know your name and you were surprisingly able to hold me back for over 2 minutes. Impressive."

 

?- "My name's Domonic or Domo, not no damn King Kong."

 

I felt his chest vibrating behind me, indicating he was laughing. I took that opportunity to break away from him and charge at the head bitch and her hooligans again. Only this time, instead of him lightly grabbing me, THIS NIGGA FLUNG ME OVER HIS SHOULDER. I know this strong jaw ass mothafucka did not just pick me up.

 

Me- "Put me down, nigga."

 

Domonic- "Say sorry."

 

Me- "I be damned if I apologize to that bitch-"

 

Domonic- "Ew. Not to her. I meant, say sorry to me."

 

Me- "For what?! You the one who grabbed me up and slung me over your shoulder like I'm a sack of potatoes."

 

Domonic- "I was gettin' comfortable holding you until you broke away from me. My feelings is hurt so you need to apologize."

 

Me- “Oh, boo-hoo. You want a cookie with that glass of I don't give a fuck?"

 

Domonic- “You betta watch ya mouth little girl.”

 

Me- “And if I don’t?”

 

Next thing I know, I felt a sharp sting across my ass. I know this nigga did not just spank me…

 

Me- “Did you just-”

 

Domonic- “I sure as hell did. Now hush so I can deal with the thot club.”

 

Me- “Can you at least put me down?”

 

Domonic- “Nah, I like the view.”

 

Me- “Please?”

 

Domonic- “Nope.”

 

Domonic’s POV

 

Wass’am*. I’m Domonic, people call me Domo, ya bitch call me daddy, you know- real nigga shit. I’m top dog of these streets, especially with my drug cartel sky rocketing to the top. I’m 17 years old following in my old man’s footsteps and I don’t give a damn what anybody gotta say about it. But right now, I’m in a position where I’m confused as hell but I don’t mind. I got some thick redbone shawty over my shoulder and some anorexic bitch staring at me like she ready to eat for the first time in ten years.

 

*What’s happenin’

 

Me- “So what seems to be the problem ladies?”

 

Anorexic Bitch- “That fat ass cow you’re holding doesn’t know her place.”

 

Why the fuck her voice sound like that? Did somebody like kill a dog while she was speaking?!

 

Me- “I ain’t holding nobody fat sooooooooooooooooo- try again.”

 

Then luh shawty I’m holding on my shoulder starts to talk.

 

?- “She came over here starting shit with my best friend. She got disrespectful and I was finna put her in her place but NOOOOO. Yo big ass had to stop me. Speaking of that can you put me down now? All the blood in my body is flowing to my head.”

 

Me- “Oh right. My bad, ma.”

 

I gently place her down on one of the cafeteria chairs behind me and realize a lot of people are watching us.

 

Me- “WHAT THE FUCK Y’ALL STARING AT?! MIND Y’ALL BUSINESS.”

 

Instantly, everybody goes back to what they was doing before. I turn back to the anorexic bitch who looked scared as fuck.

 

Me- “Look, anorexia, I don’t know you but, I don’t appreciate you gettin’ luh shawty mad. I already seen the video of her whoopin’ yo ass. And yes, I saw you bird ass bitches jump in, tryna save her only to get y’all ass beat as well. Do us all a favor and go away. Now.”

 

Anorexic Bitch- “ANOREXIA?! MY NAME IS TY’TIANA!”

 

Me- “Okay, taco. Whatever you say just go away. Like that voice is mad annoying.”

 

?- “OOP, TACOOOO. Imma use that. That right there- that was funny.”

 

Ty’tiana- “IT’S TY’TIANA. Anyways, I don’t even care about her, I’m here ‘cause that fat bit-”

  

Before she could even finish the sentence, luh shawty ran from behind me and started beatin’ her ass. Damn, luh shawty got hands on her. I watched for like 2 more minutes and was curious as to why her friends ain’t jump in this time. I looked back and saw my homie new girlfriend and her sister mean muggin’ the fuck outta them. Them bird bitches know wassup. My homie told his girlfriend get up and he walked over to luh shawty and tried to pull her off but she wouldn’t stop. Then he looked at me for some help.

Me- “Ight, tiger. That’s enough. C’mon, let her go.”

 

I lift her up only for Anorexia to pull on luh shawty shirt causing it rip. Luh shawty just stood there, bra all exposed, not a care in the world. Good God, them titties lookin’ right.

 

Luh shawty- “Was I supposed to care that people see my bra? My titties real, I have a great fuckin’ body, and it’s better then yo plastic bag built ass. Keep tryin’ me, hoe. Next time, I won’t go so easy on you.”

 

She took the torn shirt off exposing a tattoo that disappeared under her jeans. AND SHE TATTED?! Lawd Jesus… She walked over to Noah and took his shirt.

 

Luh Shawty-”Thanks, Pookie. You can get one of your sweatshirts outta my car.”

 

She slid the shirt on and even though Noah a buff ass nigga, his shirt fit tight as hell on her. Why she gotta cover them titties again? I was likin’ the view.

 

Luh shawty- “My eyes are up here, bozo.”

 

Me- “Oh, my bad, ma. I ain’t know i was starin’.”

 

Luh shawty- “My name ain’t ‘ma’. It’s Nylah.”

 

Me- “Ight, Nylah. It’s nice to meet you.”

 

Nylah- “Mhmm.”

 

Me- "Mhmm? What's that supposed to mean? You ain't happy to meet me?"

 

Nylah- "I don't know. You figure it out."

 

Hmmmmm… Challenge accepted.

 

I watched as she walked away and through the double doors.

 

Noah- “Aye, nigga. Stop starin’ at my sister.”

 

Me- “SISTER?! You mean...SHE is your older sister?!”

 

Noah- “Duh nigga. I only got 1 sister.”

 

Shit just got a lot more interesting.

 

*Skip to 3rd Period*

 

I walk out of the gym to go to the bathroom but I stopped dead in my tracks when I hear someone singing. Damnn….finna see sumn right quick. I creep around the corner and to my surprise, I see Noah’s sister with her beats on, wearing some black leggings a sports bra and some sneakers. Damn it's like she tryna make me do somethin’. I watched as she turned around and her eyes were closed as she was singing. Sheesh...that's dangerous. I walk towards her as she starts singing louder.

 

Nylah- “Ooooooh ooh the reason I hold on.

 

Ooooooh ooh cause I need this