Yall hurting my feelings. Like I know for a fact I am a good writer but yall act like Im booty. Sigh guess I wont be updating much anymore. Ill just you like one or two chapters a month. If I feel like it. Cause ahem im hurt.
Shout out to ilovemedonuts cause this kid is the reason this book is even still up😭tbh. And you better give me my marbles now hoe.
Made her feel safe. A mother at heart. Deserved the world.
They took it from her.
Over nothing. They took everything. She could have had it all.
Rip Shelby Verderosa. I love you.
~Officiallymaya
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~Jahseh~
I walked into Stokeley's room and flopped on his bed, I am exhausted. I kicked my shoes off and then walked over to his closet to get a shirt to sleep in.
"Babe." I called him.
"Yes love?" He asked as he laid on his bed.
"We need more T-shirt's." I looked at him.
"We don't need anything, you have all my damn hoodies and T-shirt's at ya house," he chuckled.
"Well you need to get more so I can have something to wear," I shrugged.
"Okay I will," he smiled at me.
I just took my hoodie off and grabbed one of his plain white T-shirt's off a hanger and threw it on. Than I walked over to the bed. "I'm bored." I said as I climbed on Stokeley and straddled his waist.
"Let's watch Peter Pan." He said. "I can order some Chinese and snacks." He rested his hands on my waist.
"No I don't wanna," I pouted.
I felt myself slipping into my headspace. It's been so long..
~Stokeley~
I watched as his eyes glossed over and he began to slip into littles space. He hasn't slipped in like two months. I think cause of everything that was going on.
"Seh?" I asked.
"Daddy!" He clapped his hands.
"You wanna watch a movie?" I asked as he began to move around on my waist. He finally stopped moving, but rested his hand above my shaft.
"Daddy touch baby," he smiled.
"No," I said quickly.
"Why no? Daddy love baby? Daddy touch baby?" He whined.
"Daddy can't do that, unless you want daddy to end up like R Kelly," I explained.
"Who dat?" He asked.
"He's the black version of treyway but worse," I explained.
"Treyway bad boy," he said.
"I know," I told him.
"Watch mermaid?" He asked.
"Little mermaid?" I asked.
"Yeth," He said as he put his thumb in his mouth and laid his head on my chest.
Sorry for the short chapter I just don't think you guys deserve much right now. Toodles.
