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My Soul Mate

<a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcden8CboE1qbcegmo1_500.jpg">I</a> sat in the livingroom of my new <a href="http://www.blogcdn.com/realestate.aol.com/blog/media/2013/01/tyler-perrys-home.jpg">home</a> playing NBA2K13. I was eating my snack while concentrating on the game more than helping my siblings unload the truck. ”Mulan! Mulan!” My mom yelled in her thick Vietnamese accent, calling me by my middle name. ”Yeah ma!” I yelled, pausing the game. ”Come down heyah and help you brotha and sista. They don't need to be carrying you boxes!” I facepalmed myself and stood to my feet. I dragged my tired body downstairs and looked over at my <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfnj99QQI31qcyz0i.jpg">mom</a> holding that stupid ass dog. ”Ma. I told you. It's your. Y-O-U-R.” I slowly spelled. She smacked her lips. ”Mulan get damn boxes! No correct matha!” I turned and rolled my eyes. This lady needs to work on her english. ”She was ugly as hell!” I heard my sister yell. ”So? Her pussy don't got a face! So I'm f***ing that!” I heard her huff and then open the door. ”But pussy carries dieseases and I'm going to laugh when ya ass catch one.” I smirked at the <a href="http://cdn.rap-up.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/tyga-honey-cocaine.jpg">two.</a> They were a real comedy show once you get used to them. ”Mayleen! Tell your brother that he is being a dumbass. Foo' keep thinking with his d*** and not his mind.” I shook my head and grabbed the box from her. ”My mind and d*** think alike so either way, imma be thinking about getting pussy.” I rolled my eyes and took my stuff back upstairs. ”You ready for that ass whooping?” Michael asked coming into my room. ”You must be talking about yourself, because I'm going to wax that ass from beginning to end boy!” He waved me off, sat down, and picked up a controller. I was so busy picking my team, that I didn't notice him munching on my hot fries. ”Nigga! The f*** you doing dude?!” He smirked and took another hand full. ”I'll buy you some more May, chill.” I glared at him and finally settled on my team. The Miami Heat. Been a fan way before Bron got there. ”You picking them just because they won the championship. f*** heat, I'm going with the bulls!” I chuckled and shook my head. ”Dude! I've been picking the Heat since Vietnam got the Playstation. I miss that s*** hole of a place already.” I admitted. ”Why? We stayed getting left out of s***. We were outcast. Nobody wanted to hang with us, all because we had more money and a whole lotta swag. Man f*** Vietnam! I'm glad America won the damn war!” I busted out laughing. He stayed saying f*** something. ”Her highness has entered please no photos.” Sochitta said walking in and posing. ”Chitta! Walk yah ass in my room right!” I yelled, throwing a pillow at her. She huffed and walked out my room. She knocked on the door and I smirked at Michael. ”Who is it?” I sung. ”Sochitta......b****!” She exclaimed. ”Come in......hoe!” I yelled back. She ran in and jumped on my bed. ”I call controller from whoever loses.” I started the game and looked at Michael. ”You might as well say your goodbyes now.” He shook his head and bit his lip as he concentrated on the game.

”You were cheating!” Michael yelled. I shook my head as I collected my 50 bucks and smiled. ”Thank you for investing in my new shoes.” He flicked me off and Chitta got the remote. ”I want yall to start calling me Honey.” She randomly said. ”I wanna be called Tyga then.” They both looked at me and I looked back at them. ”What?!” I said, getting annoyed. ”What's your name gonna be?” She asked. ”Hmmm.....May to the muhf***in Leen b****!” I exclaimed. ”No cussing in ma house! God no like ugly!” My mom lectured us. ”Get ready fo' skoo gon be late tomorrow.” I huffed and rubbed at my eyes. ”Yeah okay.” Michael mumbled, brushing her off. ”Ma! I'm hungry!” I whined. ”Go eat Taco Bell!” She yelled, walking away from me. ”Yall wanna go to Taco Bell?” I asked, looking at them. ”I'm with it if you with.” Michael said nudging Chitta. ”Yeah. I could eat. Gotta get used to this American food someday, right?” Me and Michael nodded and got up. We walked out the house and went to get in the car, but I remembered my car wouldn't be here until next week. ”f***!” I yelled in frustration. ”Guess we'll walk.” Michael said. We began to walk to Taco Bell and on the way we passed a party. ”Yall wanna check it out?” He asked. ”No way! Mom would kill us if she knew we went there. No paty! You lady, not child! Why you lie to me?!” Chitta said, acting like our mom. We all laughed and I looked at the <a href="http://cdn.cnwimg.com/gallerySmThumb/d908a0fa73338d545ea46293f9e896cd.jpg?a=9a4d46">house.</a> ”I wonder what the inside looks like.” I thought aloud. ”Come on. It can't hurt to at least check it out.” Michael urged. ”Fine. I'm in. But if ma finds out. I'm blaming you. What about you May?” I stood there for a second and then inhaled the magnificent scent of  American food. ”Hell yeah.” Michael smiled and wrapped his arms around ours. ”Shall we?” I smirked and laughed. ”We shall.” We began to walk into the party and it was packed! I mean wall to wall, hoes, niggas, ugly b****es, bad b****es, everybody and they damn mom was in this party. ”Damn. Shawty looking good.” Ty whispered in my ear looking at some <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmSDKEcl_GU/T7AEwLwEx8I/AAAAAAAAABo/0hUmEw0FaWA/s1600/PAW3388-X3.jpg">chick.</a> ”Ass fat, check. Boobs big, check. Face good, check. She's a winner.” I said. He looked over at Chitta and she nodded. He smiled and unwrapped his hands and made his way over to her. ”Ooo! They got barbecue wings!” Chitta dragged me over to the kitchen. We grabbed plates and started to pile up food. When we were finished me sat down and grabbed a cup of punch. I drunk it and instantly my throat burned. ”Somebody spiked that.” Chitta lifted her cup to her nose and shrugged. ”Now I can go to sleep faster.” I smirked and we started to chug and eat. It was like cycle. ”Whew! I'm feeling it noooowwwww!” She slurred. ”Yo. You see them two over there staring at us?” I turned to see who she was talking about and for sure two <a href="http://youheardthatnew.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/2011-download-chris-brown-x-trey-songz-x-game-wait-mp3-mediafire.jpg">dudes</a> were staring. ”I wonder if they know we don't belong.” She whispered in my ear. ”I don't know, but we're about to find out.” I whispered back as they made their way over.

I pretended like somebody had called me so I wouldn't have to talk. ”Hey mama!” I said as they approached us. ”Oh Honey, she's right here.” I glanced over at Chitta to see her staring at the two dudes. The darker one took my phone from my ear and showed it to the light one. ”Wow. Oldest trick in the book. Nobody talks to their mom like that when they at a party. Especially when they know they not supposed to be here.” I shrugged and reached for my phone, but he snatched it back. ”Give me my damn phone.” He smiled and looked at the other guy. ”Look Chris. She wants me to give her phone back. Not before me giving you my number though.” I rolled my eyes and finally snatched my phone out his hand. ”Thank you.” I huffed. I sat down and continued to eat until the light one, I think his name was Chris, snatched my plate. ”Nigga the f***?!” Chitta exclaimed. ”Who you calling nigga b****?” The darker one spat. ”She ain't even mean it like that. But who the f*** you calling b****?” I snapped. ”You.” Chris stepped up to me and I laughed. ”You cute. But I suggest you step the f*** back before I blow ya brains out.” I knew at the time I wasn't packing but Chitta was and I could pull a gun, kill a nigga, and blame it on somebody else in ten seconds. ”Chris and Trey stop! I'm sorry. They always pick with people. I'm Heather.” <a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/df6f1cdf028eef5fb17a6d6ea721e134/tumblr_mk227pD2F91ru2p5co1_500.jpg">She</a> smiled at us. ”I'm May. That's Honey.” Chitta smiled back and then mugged the hell out of this Trey character. ”You want these dirty ass chinese b****es at yo party?” I slammed my hand down on the table and they all jumped. ”First of f***ing all. I'm Vietnamese. Not Chinese, get that s*** straight. Second, you will not disrespect me or my sister. Third, I'm about two damn seconds from killing a b**** nigga right now.” Chris smirked. ”Try it.” I reached back in Chitta's pocket, c**ked the gun, and pointed right between his eyes. ”I expect an apology. You don't even have to mean it. I just want to hear you say it.” He quickly wiped that stupid ass smirk off his face and looked over to Trey. He pulled a gun out on me and I laughed. ”So we gonna play this game? Chitta.” She pulled her gun and aimed it at him. ”I just want an apology.” I said, still smiling. It was amusing they thought I wouldn't just blow their heads off...to be honest, it was pretty cute. ”Whoa! What is going on?” Michael said walking towards us with that chick. ”These pussies disrepected us! And I'm not putting s*** down until I get an apology.” Michael sighed and stepped between the gun and Chris. ”Just put the gun down. I'm sure they were just joking.” Trey chuckled. ”I meant every word.” Michael looked back at him. ”You acting real ignorant right now. These girls were trained to be killers. I'm trying to save you, so will you please just stop talking.” Trey clenched his jaws and Michael looked at me. ”Put it down.” He gritted through his teeth. I looked at him then glared at everybody who was looking at us. I smirked at Chris. ”Until next time cutie.” I bent down and grabbed his face. I pecked his lips and at first he tensed up, but he started to kiss me back. I pulled back biting his lip. ”Until next time.” I patted his cheek and put the gun away. ”Okay nothing to see here! Move along! The party ain't over!” Heather yelled. ”I like you two. Here's my number. I hate being the only female in this circle.” I smiled and took her number. Chitta finally put her gun down and smirked. ”Your cute too. Here's my number.” She wrote her number in pen on Trey's arm and pecked his cheek. ”Hit me up.” She said before all three of us walked out the house getting stares. ”Yall always gotta start s*** man.” Ty mumbled. ”They started. They called us b****es, hoes. They called us Chinese Michael! I don't look f***ing Chinese!” Us Vietnamese people took that s*** serious. We became highly offended if you called us Chinese. ”Whatever. Let's just hurry home before ma come looking for us.” I sighed and we trudged home.

Chris' POV

”I like 'em.” My little sister Heather squealed. ”I don't want to see you around them. Right Chris?” I was still stuck in a trance. Those lips and smile had my heart beating fast. ”Chris?!” I snapped out of it and looked over at Trey. ”Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah. Don't hang with them.” I mumbled. ”Yall can't tell me what to do. I run my own damn self. Get it. Got it. Good.” She said rolling her neck. I shook my head and turned to see my <a href="http://itsallstyletome.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/tumblr_mho0n5ZaDZ1qa42jro1_1280.jpg">girl</a> staring at me. ”s***.” I cursed. ”s*** is right Chris! What the hell is wrong with you?! We letting b****es kiss on us now?” I rolled my eyes and looked her. ”SHE kissed ME baby-” ”You couldn't stop her?!” I heavily sighed and rubbed my neck. ”Chill. It caught me off gaurd.” That wasn't the right answer because she threw an empty cup at me and started to yell. ”No Chris! It didn't catch you offgaurd! I bet you liked that s*** huh?! You just a damn dog! Just like your father!” She spat. ”You know what? I did like it! It felt good as hell too. At least her breath don't taste like cigarettes and bitter b****.” I spat back. Her eyes widened and she looked at me. ”f*** you Chris.” She ran out the front door and Trey got down on his knees. ”Finally! The leach is gone! Please lawd don't let her ass come back!” I chuckled and shook my head. Chaos was my girlfriend. We've been on and off for the past five years. I was starting my senior year and she was the last person that I would let ruin it. ”Soooo, you ready to rule the school this year. Or you think somebody is going to take your spot?” Trey asked. I glared at him. ”Now nigga. You know ain't no damn body about to take our places at the top of the throne.” Heather smacked her lips. ”I hope May and Honey do. Yall niggas starting to bug me with this royalty s***. It's stupid just like you two.” She spat. ”Shut up.” Trey said, mushing her face. ”I'm about to go twerk my ass for one of these niggas see you after the party.” Heather said, walking off. ”Your sister is a hoe.” Trey said. ”Nigga what?!” I exclaimed. ”I'm just saying. She need to slow her ass down before her ass get pregnant by one of these deadbeat niggas.” I just looked forward and continued to bob my head to the music. I touched my lips and smiled a bit. She was a good kisser. Too bad shawty got on my bad side. Can't believe she pulled a gun on me.....on me! I run these damn streets! Ask every f***ing nigga in the city who run L.A and bet me or Trey's name is the first thing they'll say. No hesitation. ”Can't believe she did that.” I thought aloud. ”Me neither. Her sister was bad as hell though. I might need to hit and quit it one good time.” I shook my head. ”Nah. They f***ed with the wrong niggas. Don't associate with them. They might think we weak.” He nodded and turned on his heels to get another beer. ”Well. I might as well f*** a few before school start tomorrow.” I stretched and walked up to some hoes that were easy. They better be worth my damn time too.

Mayleen's POV

I finally stopped texting my friends back home and looked at the clock. ”Two f***ing a.m.” I sighed and put my head under tthe covers. ”I miss you daddy.” I cooed as I looked down at my newest tattoo. It was my dad's name Charles Michael Stevenson. I was what most called blasian. Back home, it was very uncommon to see a Vietnamese woman with a black man. Hell, if you loved an American they hated you. I only had three REAL friends. <a href="http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=352ewer&s=5">They</a> all went throigh the same thing. They were Black, Vietnamese, rich, and hated just like me. ”I wish you were here with us. I'm sorry we left you.” Tears started to build up in my eyes as I saw flashbacks of that night. The night that changed my life, killed my soul, and ruined my trust. I hugged the pillow tight as I cried myself to sleep once again. That night was the main reason we had to move. It wasn't safe anymore. My friends had to leave too, but they are somewhere else in this country. I believe Lin and Ying are somewhere here in California, but I have yet to find out where Lien was. ”I hate my life.” I mumbled. I closed my eyes and replayed that night over and over.

*Flashback*

I was sleeping peacefully until I heard my door open. ”May....Mulan.” I turned to see my <a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcxhqltkoQ1qdmpg5o1_400.jpg">dad</a> walking to my bed with Michael and Sochitta behind him. ”What's going on?” I asked, worried that the moment we've been preparing for had arrived. ”It's time.” Was all he said before we heard our front door bust open. I got up and ran to my drawer. I was only in a shirt with underwear so felt kind of exposed, but now wasn't the time to worry about that. ”Mayleen! Run!” I heard Ying's voice. ”Shut up! Charles! Come out right now!” My dad hugged all three of us and pecked our cheeks. ”I love you guys so much.” He turned to my mom who had tears in her eyes. ”Be strong for them baby. I love you.” He pecked her lips and put her forehead against hers. ”I love you too.” I began to cry as Chitta held onto him. ”Daddy no.” I cried. He hugged me and then took Michael by the shoulders. ”Your the man now. Please take care of your mother and sisters. I need you to come thrpugh for me on this one.” Michael nodded as a tear slid down his cheek. My dad blew us kisses and turned off the light. ”I'm coming!” He yelled from up the stairs. I placed my shoes on my feet and got the luggage for all of us out. I looked out the window to see the truck, that was going to get us out of here, pulling up. I took a deep breath and stood at the top of the stairs where I would be unseen. My dad slowly made his way down the stairs. ”Well well well. Charles has finally given up. I know yu kids up tere. We kill them after yu.” Just like that. One gun shot went off. ”You b****!” Yelled my dad's nemesis. Next thing you know hundreds of gun shots filled the house. I looked down to see my dad lying on the ground. He had bullets everywhere. ”No!” I screamed as I ran to his already dead body. ”Cha no!” I looked up to see <a href="http://manlycurls.com/blog_new/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/Kim-Jong-Un-north-korea-president.jpg">him</a> laughing. ”Bastard!” I pulled my gun out and shot him in between the eyes. All his men started to fire at me and I took off running. I ran to my room locked it and saw my mom putting the timer on the bomb. I saw Ying had gotten away when they started to firw at me, so I'm sure he was in the truck by now. I started to help Chitta and Michael drench everything in gasoline. ”We got ten seconds!” My mom yelled. We all started to climb out the window. By the time I got to the window. There was two seconds left. ”I love you.” I said. The men had bust the door down and started to shoot at me again. I jumped down and landed on the matress that was placed below the window the night before. ”Go!” Michael yelled. The driver stepped on the gas pedal and we raced down the street. ”M-Ma-Ma-MayLeen? Are you hurt?” Chitta questioned. I shook my head and hid my arm. I couldn't be the reason my family didn't make it out alive. ”She's lying! May look at your arm!” Michael yelled. ”Oh my God! Pull over!” My mom ordered. ”You better not stop Ying! I'll be fine! Just keep on going!” I yelled. I looked back at the house and saw something on fire. I squinted my eyes and gasped. It was........my dad's head.

*Flashback Over*

I woke up drenched in sweat. ”Let me go!” I screamed. ”It's me Mulan! Just me!” I opened my eyes to see Michael holding onto me. ”I miss him so much.” I cried in his chest. ”I-i-i wi-w-wish that w-wa-was me!” I stammered. He rubbed my back as my body shook and twitched. ”Don't say that Mulan. Dad did what a real man would. Gave up his life his family. I promise you that nobody else in this family will have to do the same. Not as long as I live.” I started to calm down. ”I'm so sorry that I didn't listen to you. He probably would've been here now if I did.” He shh'd me and kissed my sweaty forehead. ”I don't want you to think about that right now. Okay. He loves you so much. Just know that.” I nodded softly and then my door opened. I jumped up to see Chitta with her head in her hands as she cried hardly. ”I can't get it out of my head!” I opened up my arms and she ran into them. Michael held us both like mommy and daddy would when we were younger. ”It's gonna be okay. Just make daddy proud and I promise you'll be happy.” I felt something wet on my hair and I looked up to see him crying. I didn't comment on it, knowing he probably would've stopped holding us. Michael was far from the emotional type nigga. I've only witnessed him cry three times in my LIFE. I hugged them tighter and he kissed my cheeks and laid back. ”Sleep it off.” He said the words that made my whole body shivered. Those were my dad's words for everything. When we were in trouble, mad, sad, confused, or just plain bored. He told us to sleep it off. I listened to his heartbeat and began to fall asleep. I tried to force myself to stay awake. But I couldn't. My body and mind were tired. I needed to rest.

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i knew that b**** lien wasn't shyt.! like how the f*** you gonna choose a nigga over may. and not to mention the ex that you know beat her ass. that's just beyond f*** up and your a dirty butch and i hope they find out and her and honey spray yo dumb ass.!!!
this just really pissed me off.! you claiming you concerned when really you in on trying to kill her.! DEATH TO YOU b**** (in my kevin hart voice lol)
run it.!

I hope May catches on soon !! RUN IT !!!!!!

run it

I knew Lien wasn't s***.

I knew Lien wasn't s***.

Mystery Person's POV

I woke up and looked at the clock. "s***!" I jumped up out the bed and looked at the body next to me. I took a pen and a piece of paper and wrote a note on it. I hurried and got in the shower so I wouldn't be late. I knew he would kill my ass if I was.

After I got out the shower I ran to put on my shoes and heard the door open. "Where you going?" She asked. "Uhh. I gotta leave. I'll see you later. Bye." I hugged her and went to my car after locking the door behind me. "I can't believe I'm doing this." I whispered to myself. "Nah. I love him. She broke his heart." I pulled out and sped the whole way to the diner. I soon pulled up and I got out while fixing my shirt. Damn it was hot as hell! I was thinking about going home and changing until I looked in the window and saw him waiting, while he was talking on the phone. He waved and I did too. He was just too fine! I walked inside and <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=63375126">he</a> stood up to hug me. "Not in public." I whispered after he palmed my ass. "s***. They don't know who they f***ing with. I wish they would try to say some s*** to me." He mumbled, sitting back and sipping his drink. I studied him for a while before I remembered to ask him a question. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked quietly. "What you say? I can't hear you." I cleared my throat and bit my lip out of nervousness. "Why didn't you tell me?" I repeated louder. "Why didn't I tell you what?" He asked like his ass was dumb. "Why did you leave out the part about f***ing raping her?!" I gritted through my teeth. He stopped stinking and he sat up before leaning forward. "Because...if I told you that I knew you would never do this." I smacked my lips and looked at him. "That's bulls*** and you know it! I can't f***ing do this s***! That's my bestfriend Caleb!" I yelled. "Pipe it down! Damn......now you love me. Don't you?" I sighed before I nodded. "I want to love you. I can't knowing that she's still on this Earth. She hurt me badly." I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "By the way she explained it.. you hurt her badly!" He huffed and gave me those puppy dog eyes. I tried to look away, but that was before he started to rub my leg under the table. "Ugh! Fine, but you owe me nigga." He chuckled before pecking my lips quickly. "Thanks boo!" I shook my head before smiling. "I hate you so much." I mumbled. "No you don't. You love me!" He sung. "Yeah whatever!" He put his hand on his chest before pouting. "Stop it boy. I gotta go before someone May knows sees us. Bye!" I yelled before walking out of the diner. I can't believe I'm doing this.....but hey, shows some type of love for my boo. I got in the car and drove back with so many questions in my head.

When I got back to Chris' house, everybody was sitting in the living room and MayLeen was crying. I hid the fear on my face, thinking she had knew about me and Caleb. I walked over to her and hugged her. "What's wrong boo?" I asked. "That nigga Caleb called here and said that she should watch her f***ing nack! Like does this nigga not f***ing know I will kill his ass! This b**** got my f***ing blood pressure high as hell! I f***ing swear imma kill him!" Quan yelled. "If you kill him.....make sure I'm motherf***ing with you! We tag teaming his ass!" Michael yelled and Chris jumped up and walked into his room. I guess the situation made him too mad and he just didn't want to talk about it. May looked at me and I smiled. "Go talk to him." She sniffled and got up slowly, walking to the back. "Where you go?" Honey asked. "Man! Work f***ing called in and then told me to go home because I had been fired. I'm like one of yall motherf***ers giving me some gas money!" Honey shook her head. "Man...niggas so damn childish these days. They could've did that s*** over the phone. You want me to light that b**** up? You know I'd do it!" She yelled, picking up her lighter. I laughed and shook my head. "Nah. I can't have you in jail." Trey said, laughing.

Chris' POV

I was pissed the f*** off right now. Who does this Caleb nigga think he is? Just gonna come back and try to kill her. Nigga got me f***ed up! I was pacing the floor with my gun in my hand and then I heard the door open. I hid my gun behind my back and then turned to see <a href="http://slowlyblowme.tumblr.com/post/6655827216/i-started-to-dread-my-hair-in-the-back-a-little">May</a> walking in. I smirked a little, I always loved her big hair. "Are you okay?" She asked quietly. "Nah ma. This Caleb nigga don't know who he f***ing with! I'm gonna blow his brains out and send it to his moms!" She shook her head and sat down on the bed. "Don't kill him..." I looked at her and scrunched up my face. "Oh I get it! You want Michael, Quan, and Honey to kill him! Family thing...I got it." I said chuckling. She shook her head and I slapped my neck. "Duh Chris! You want to kill him....right?" She shook her head again and I became confused. "Who do you want to kill this nigga then?" She looked up at me with fear and pain in her eyes. "No one...." I just stood there with a blank look on my face. "Chris...chris...are you listening?" She asked getting in my face. "Yeah...you don't want to kill him? Why the hell not? Especially after what he did!" She started to cry and I sighed. "I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to yell at you." She nodded and continued to cry. "I still.....love him. I don't know why though! I know I should hate his f***ing guts but, I just can't! I probably sound stupid right now." She huffed and I sat down by her, laying her back on me. "Nope. Not at all. And if you do....I can't say s*** about that because I was the same way with Chaos. I loved her so much, even after she slept with one of my old friends I still loved her. Even after she disrespected my own mother I loved her. My mom hasn't talked to me in two years. All because I was so stupid in love with Chaos. I still am. But we both can help each other out now.." I said, taking her small hand into mine. "How? What about Lien and Kayson....they are human, they have feelings too!" She said snatching her hand away. "I wasn't even talking about that! I was saying we can be there for each other. As bestfriends....idiot." I mumbled under my breath. "I heard that nigga!" She yelled, slapping me upside the head. "Damn girl you hit like a nigga!" I exclaimed. She laughed and hugged onto me tightly. I held her and kissed her forehead. "I'm so sorry that he did all of that to you....I truly wish i knew you then, maybe i could've stopped it." She looked up at me and brushed my cheeks. "It wasn't in God's plan for that to happen. I should've left...but i didn't. I can't take it back. End of story..." She said as her voice broke. I just let the subject go and we got up to go back to the livingroom. "That fat ass boy!" She yelled, grabbing my butt. I jumped forward and eyed her as she walked past and i grabbed her butt. "Okay! Okay! Truce?" I looked at her and smirked. "Yeah." I shook her hand and put my arm over her shoulder as we neared the livingroom. "I'm a lie!" She yelled, grabbing my butt again. She took off running and i ran after her. She was gonna get hers.

run it

oh hell no caleb is a crazy nigga and I feel so sorry for may.!
but then again I think lien is the reason he back and found her
run it.!!!

I don't trust Lien still! She's shady!

Lien is up to something...i dont trust her!! May better watch her back run it!!

Lien is shady to me. Caleb need some help asap. Chris need to handle that asap
Run It!!!

Run it

If you ask me I think Lien got something to do with the whole set up !!!!! RUN IT !!

Lowkey her best friend ain't ish...like give me a break...Caleb SMH Ughhhhhhhhhhhh

Chris' POV

I was finally falling asleep until I heard someone scream. "What was that?" I asked, jumping out of bed. "I'm sure it was nothing. Come on back to bed." Lien mumbled. "I think it was May. I'm going to go check on her. I'll be back." She grabbed my arm and chuckled. "Now you know May. Who the hell can she possibly be afraid of? She'd never scream in fright. She'd shoot the nigga and then take her time to call the police. Unless you hear gunshots...there's nothing to worry about. Now come on back to bed." I processed everything she said and decided she was right. "I don't know, I guess I was tripping." I said, climbing back into bed. My mind and heart kept telling me to go check on her, but that was before Lien uncovered her naked body and started to kiss me.

May's POV

I cried and shivered in Kayson's arms. I was afraid that if I left them HE was sure to kill me. "Can I know what's going on?" Kayson asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "I don't think I can bare to tell you. I can't believe his ass." I mumbled. "Who? Who can you not believe?" He turned my body towards him as the lone tear fell. "Chris..." I whispered. He just looked at me, I guess he was waiting for me to continue. "He's SUPPOSEDLY my bestfriend, yet, he hasn't came in here to check on me. Knowing him and Lien, we're about to hear the headboard banging against the wall in 5..4..3..2..1.." There was a loud bang against the wall and I just sighed as it continued. "Don't worry about them. I'm here now. I'll be your bestfriend...that is if you'll let me in." He said. I looked him in my eyes as I prepared to tell him about..... <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=67357580">Caleb.</a>

"He was my ex. To say I was head over heels for him was an understatement. I bailed him out almost every other month. But before the hell came....we were in love. We did everything together. We talked on the phone from night to dawn. We made love every night and fell asleep in each other's arms. That was until the first time he hit me." I felt Kayson tense up when I said that. "He hit me like I was a man. He told me that nobody loved me...and I-i-i believed him. No one was paying me any attention. At least that's what I thought. I remember that day like it was yesterday. And I told myself it was my fault..."

*Flashback*

<a href="http://teammayleen.tumblr.com/post/29426916198/slowlyblowme-33">I</a> was looking out the window waiting for my boyfriend, Caleb, to get home. This s*** had to stop. He says that he loves me with all his heart but he barely shows it. I guess that's what made me fall for him. His nonchalant attitude. I wanted that.....I needed it. He had not a care in the world...except for me. I sighed heavily and just decided to text Lien.

Me: hey boo
Lien: wassup boo
Me: nothing, waiting for this nigga to bring his ass home
Lien: you need to leave him...he isn't good for you
Me: you don't know what you're talking about...he loves me
Lien: he has a pretty weird way of showing it
Me: he has trust issues! I would too if the most important man in my life lied about having another family! And then left for them!
Lien: geeeeshhhh! Chill May. I was just saying.
Me: you were just saying too much...
Lien: man f*** it..I'm done trying to pry yo damn head out of his ass.

I looked at the text and scoffed. "f*** her." I mumbled and threw my phone on the other side of the couch. I was brought out of my thoughts when the door opened and closed. <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=67239667">Caleb</a> soon walked into the living room with his bag. "Hey babe." I greeted to get no reply. He just sat down on the couch and threw his head back. "Um...Caleb, we need to talk." He slowly lifted his head and looked at me. "There ain't s*** to talk about." He mumbled with a full blown attitude. "Uh yeah there is. And you need to lose the f***ing attitude. You can come back when your done acting like a b****." He waved me off and I stood up. "Get your s*** and get the f*** out!" I yelled at him, throwing his bag as a white substance came out. "Is-i-is that wh-wha-what I think it is?" He didn't speak as he just glared at me. "Caleb tell me that that isn't coke on my damn floor!" I yelled. "Yes it is! What the hell you think it is?! f***ing baby powder?!" I jumped back after he yelled at me. "Why the hell do you have that in your- you haven't been going to watch your sister. You've been selling that s***!" He jumped and pointed to the pile. "That s*** has kept the f***ing lights on! That s*** has bought you that f***ing Lambo sitting outside in the garage! If it wasn't for that s*** we wouldn't have that damn garage! So don't you start talking s*** about MY s***!" He screamed, getting in my face. I pushed him back and started to kick the coke around, careful not to breath while doing so. "f*** this s***!"

After I finished kicking it around, I started to breath hard. I was tired as hell. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He yelled at me. "You! You're what's f***ing wrong with me! I can't stand that you don't pay attention to me anymore! I can't stand that you don't care about me anymore! Do you even love me?" He laughed. "Nah. I don't. You were just a good f***! That's why I bought all this s***! Just because you had some good ass pussy, which I can get from another b****! But I chose you! Not because I love you though!" I could sense the heavy liquor mixed with sarcasm on his breath. It hurt me terribly that he could joke about that. Tears rushed down my face and he just sighed heavily before walking up to me. I smacked the hell out of him, causing him to fall face first into the pile. He sniffed hard and began to laugh. "I know this b**** ain't just hit me....well my turn." He got up and dusted himself off as I backed into a wall. "Don't run now!" He yelled after I took off running. I tried running up the stairs, but he caught me by my ankle and yanked me down them. I hit my head on a step and screamed. "Shut the hell up! You thought you was gonna just gon kick my s*** around? That I paid for? Without consequences? You done lost yo motherf***ing goddamn mind!" He yelled in between punches. I was slowly slipping, but I had some pride left. I grabbed his fist and punched him in his face and he fell back on the floor. "You blowing my f***ing high b****." He gritted through his teeth. I wiped the blood off my face as I staggered around. I was losing my balance and s*** started to look blurry. "I got your b****. Pussy." I spat back. He charged at me and I charged at him. When our bodies collided, we were both knocked on the floor hard. He climbed on top of my sore body and started to beat it like it was punching bag. "You gonna give up!!! Huh?! Answer me when I'm talking to you b****!" I continued to cry as he beat me senseless. "Yes! I give up! I give up!" I screamed. He stopped punching me and smiled. "Good girl." He stood to his feet and stared at my weak, bloody, bruised body. "Ahhh!" I screamed as he dragged me by my hair and put me in the corner. "Don't nobody love you but me! Not your momma, not your daddy, and especially not Michael or Chi!" He sung off key. "Damn. If I didn't waste my time on your ass I could've had me Kelly Rowland. I would've bent that ass over and f***ed the s*** out of her. Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry!" He chuckled and shook his head. "Speaking of f***ing. Get ready. I'm high and I don't feel like driving. Plus I don't want to disrespect you by bringing another hoe in the house." He laughed. "Crazy! I can beat you like you stole something, but I can't f*** another b**** while you're here! I might really love you!.......Nahhh. We don't luh these hoes! We f*** 'em!" He yelled. "f*** you." I mumbled. "What was that? f*** me? Coo...let's f*** then." He yanked me up and threw me on the couch. "No! I'm sorry! Please don't do this!" He looked at me and smiled. "Nope. You can't take back what you said!" He ripped my shirt off and I cursed myself for not wearing a bra today. What? My girls needed a free day! "Owwwww!" I screeched as he bit onto my nipple so hard, blood came out. "I'll come back to that later. Let's get down to business." He pulled down my shorts and panties before plunging three fingers in. I kicked and screamed as I started to bleed everywhere. He took his fingers out and took off his pants. "You don't have an STD do you? Of course not!" He answered his own question that was when he....

*Flashback Over*

I cried so hard I began to get dizzy. "I can't! I can't go back into that moment!" I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and I looked up to see Chris with an angry Lien. I forgot I never told her that he raped me... "Why didn't you leave?" Kayson asked. I looked at him and he was crying. All of them were. "I loved him....I loved him so much. I blamed myself for everytime he laid his hands on me. I believed him each time he told me no one loved me but him. I stopped listening to my own father. I moved in with him and me and my dad lost touch. Until Caleb put me in the hospital for the fourth time. I was in the hospital for three months. I couldn't eat solids because he damaged my large intestine by stomping on my stomach too much. Sometimes....I still wish that....he would just love me....I miss him...sad to say. Sometimes I still blame myself." Kayson hugged me tight, so tight that I could feel his heart beat. "None of that was your fault. None of it. A man never has an excuse to put his hands on a woman." Chris assured me. "I want you to get some sleep. And in the morning we can take you home." Kayson suggested as I shook my head. "No! No! He's out there! I saw him! He's going to kill you all! He'll do it! He's ruthless....ruthless." Lien hugged me and kissed my forehead before putting it against hers. "I can't and I won't let him hurt you again.....I promise." She whispered, looking me in the eyes. After a moment of staring at each other, she pecked my lips tenderly. "Okay." I whispered. She let go of me and looked at Chris and Kayson as they stared at us with wide eyes. "We should go back to bed." She said to Chris. "No sex. People trying to sleep, and they can't because the damn headboard banging on the wall." I joked, trying to make light of the situation. They all laughed and Chris hugged me before dapping up Kayson. "Night. Don't worry. Kayson will protect you." He said before leaving. "I sure will. I'm so sorry that happened to you." He kissed my lips and I pulled him closer, lying my head on his chest. His heartbeat caused an extreme clam to come over me, and I feel asleep.

is he some sort of psycho ex boyfriend or something? need to know Run it please

i really want to know who this dude is
and how he found her that quick.???
run it.!!!

Im wit chelle on dis on sumn aint rite wit dat and to top it off he new wer she jus was at wen he aint no wen he caught her sis off guard askn for her smh i think lien aint her friend i think she in on it i aint buyn dat s*** run it

So he comes back right after Lien turns up? Nope. f*** that. I DO NOT TRUST IT! Too coincidental.

RUN IT !!!!!!

run it

who is him??? He's causing problems. Wth is going on with Chris and May???
Run It!!!

May's POV

"Man. That was crazy! I don't think anybody's gonna top that party! I mean look at the house!" Kayson yelled. "Yeah! Everything about tonight was amazing!" I agreed. I looked over at Chris to see him and Lien kissing. "Soooo? Are you two together or not? Because if you are, I need to start planning the wedding!" I exclaimed, trying to hide my secret jealousy. "No...at least not yet." He said, smiling at her as she did the same to her. "What about you two? I saw you b****! You were going to end up pregnant if you kept dancing like that." I laughed at Lien and shook my head. "Shut up! And not yet." Kayson pecked my lips and I melted. "Man. Chris I'm hungry!" I whined as we finally got to his house. "Girl you've been to my house millions of times, you better go cook yo ass something." I smacked my lips and pushed him out of the way. "Fine. But I'm not sharing with any of yall." That was when Lien started to pout. "Boo....I hungry too. Sharing is caring." I rolled my eyes. "Since when did I say I cared?" She huffed and dropped her body on the couch. "I hate you!" She yelled at me. I touched my heart as if I was really hurt. "Why you gotta be so fake Lien? I thought we were friends. Why you turn fake on me? I don't understand Lien. I don't understand! I don't understand b****! I. Don't. Under. Stand!" I shouted, while doing my Erika dance. They all started to laugh and I made my way into the kitchen. "I guess I'll be nice! Better be glad I'm trying to get in Heaven or yall asses would've starved!" I yelled as they all cheered. "Niggas." I mumbled under my breath.

After we had all ate, we headed upstairs to get some sleep. I had to share a room with Kayson since it was the only furnished room and he 'supposedly' had back problems. "Whatever nigga! Just don't hog the covers and we cool." I warned him. "Shut yo ass up! Damn. I'll take all the damn covers if I want to." He said, turning and facing me. "Soooo..." I smiled at him. "Sooo..." I mocked. "About us..." He probably sensed me getting nervous because he hugged me closer. "What about us?" I asked, tracing my finger over his face. "Stop doing that. Getting me all distracted 'n s***." I chuckled and pulled my hand away. "I don't know. I mean do you even like me? Because I like you. I mean I like you a lot a lot. I'm not saying I'm in love with you I'm just-" I cut him off with a tender kiss on the lips. "You talk too much. Yes. I do like you. I like you a lot a lot." I said laughing. "Oh you do?" He asked, raising his eyebrow in a really adorable way. "Yes...I do." He jumped out of the bed and started to dance. "She likes me! She likes me!" He cheered causing me to laugh. "Boy calm down!" I yelled. He laughed and got back in bed. I knew you wanted all of this." He said pointing to himself. I studied his <a href="http://31.media.tumblr.com/319622fd7281dda99c897ec98bbdcd6a/tumblr_mm83zyFJMN1qjygn8o1_500.jpg">body</a> and got turned on. I covered my eyes causing him to laugh harder. "Yeah. I knew you wouldn't be able to handle all this." He said, putting the cover over us. "Boy stop! You can't handle all of this!" I exclaimed, pointing at myself. "Whatever. I can handle yo little ass any time of the day." He whispered, wrapping his arms around me. "What about now?" I asked, knowing he was unprepared. "Umm....except for now." I busted out laughing and just shook my head. "Night Kayson.." I cooed. "Night beautiful." He kissed my neck and we both dozed off.

After about ten minutes, my sleep was ruined. "What the hell?" I whispered to myself since Kayson was still sleep. I picked up my phone and saw Chitta's picture pop up. "What?" I could hear sniffling and yelling in the background. "What's wrong Chi? Are you okay?" I asked, ridding myself of my attitude. "No....he's back..." I was sleepy and confused at the same time. "What are you talking about? Who is he?" I got out of bed and heard something outside of my window. "HIM May! He's back!" My eyes almost popped out of my head and I gasped. "No....h can't be...I killed him.." I said as my heartbeat quickened. "No you didn't. He faked the whole thing. Stay where you are. He'll kill you May! Please just be careful! I love you so much! I gotta go.....bye." I shut my eyes tight as tears rolled down my cheeks. All the painful memories started to come back. When it can to HIM, I was a pussy. Never spoke up, never stood my ground, I just let him ruin me. He cut off all connection with my friends and I was only allowed to see my family three times a week. I heard that same noise outside my window causing me to snap out of my thoughts. I slowly crept towards the window and saw a figure. He raised one arm towards me and pretended to shoot a gun at me. My heart stopped as he laughed and walked away. I screamed when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Get off of me you f***ing bastard! I'll kill you!" I yelled punching him. "May! May! MayLeen chill the f*** out!" I stopped hitting him and opened my eyes to see Kayson holding my fist. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I thought you were someone else....i-i-i don't know." I dropped to the floor and covered my face with my hands and cried. "What's wrong with you? You look like you saw a ghost." He said holding me. "I did." I mumbled into his chest.

Run it

run it

Ugh May & Chris need to get it together they'll be a powerful couple, but what is up with them feeling the same warmth with Lien & Kayson ? .... & where t'f did that n***a come from, smh I hope they get to him before he get to May !!! RUN IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris' POV

"I can't believe you talked me into going to this damn party." I mumbled as <a href="http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=25hof4i&s=5">we</a> rode in my car. "Believe it. I told you that you wouldn't be able to resist this beautiful face." May said, smiling all big and s***. I pulled over and looked at her. "Get in the back." I told her, she laughed. "Okay Chrissy-Pooh, I'll get in the back, but only because my boo is back here." She got out and got in. "Lien get in the front." That was when May started to pout. "No! My boo can't go to the front." Kayson scrunched up his face. "You weren't talking about me?" She smacked her lips. "Nobody want yo s***ty booty ass!" She joked. "Oh okay. You're on the silent treatment now." He turned as Lien got up front. "Not for long." She sung. I shook my head and pulled off.

We walked into the house and I was already high. These niggas were on that strong s***. I forgot what the hell my name was for a second. "Damn man. It's smokey as hell bruh!" Kayson said, coughing. "Hell yeah! I love it!" May little ass yelled over the loud music. "Aye! This my song! Short nigga, but my d*** long! What I told yo b**** dog! Only thug nigga down at the Pitchfork. Dirty van b****es wanna suck my d*** off!" She rapped as A$AP Ferg's "Shabba" blared throughout the house. "Fergy be mobbing all day! Prolly wit Marty or Jay! Them my niggas from back in the day! Tarzan ain't showin his face!" Lien joined her. I laughed and grabbed her hand, leading us into the kitchen. "So....Mr.Chris....tell me about yourself." She said sitting on the counter. "What you want to know?" I asked, while making myself a drink. "The basics." I nodded while leaning beside her on the counter. "I'm 18. I've lived in Cali for all my life. I've never been to Vegas-" "Wait what! I've been there four times. I never knew it was Las Vegas, Nevada ..." She trailed off with her words as I tried to contain my laughter, but failed miserably. "Shut up! I didn't pay attention in school." She mumbled. I smirked and shook my head. "You and MayLeen are total opposites." I said, studying her closely. "Opposites attract. You never finished." I nodded and sipped my drink. "I have a younger sister. My favorite sports are basketball and football. My father died when I was 15. After that I got into selling, and I've been running the game ever since." I prepared myself for the thirsty ass comments. b****es loved me for my money. That's why hoes was staring when I walked in. "Running the game huh? You must run L.A." I shrugged, knowing what was coming next. "Not impressed." She said, sipping her drink. "Excuse me?" I stopped drinking and sat my drink down. "Chris. I can tell that you smart as hell. All drug kings are good as hell with math. I should know! All of Vietnam praised and hated the ground I walked on because I threw my life away to stay and run the streets. You're so much better than that. If you don't get out of that life soon. You'll end up hurt, or someone you love will." I took in her words and sighed while adjusting my snapback. "It ain't that easy ma." She chuckled. "No one ever said it was. I lost my brother, sister, mother, father, and my bestfriend from the game. Everybody that I relied on was gone." She spoke with much pain in her voice. I saw her take a blunt from her pocket and she lit it before she began to smoke it. "You smoke?" She asked. I was about to say yes, but then I remembered that this week was the last week I was on parole. "Nah." I said dryly. "That parole officer must be on yo ass!" I widened my eyes and she laughed. "I told you! I know the game better than anybody here. Those niggas out there ruthless.....ruthless." I watched as she wiped a tear, which had fallen, off her cheek. "You want to talk about it?" I asked, touching her hand. That warmth I felt with MayLeen came back and I slowly took my hand off of hers. "Not at the moment. Let's dance." She grabbed my hand and rolled her hips to the beat of a song that I forgot the name of. "Shiiiittt I'm higher than a muthaf***a! Says in my Nicki Minaj voice!" I laughed at my own thoughts and she looked back at me. "You okay?" I nodded and grabbed onto her hips as she started to twerk to Migos' "Hannah Montana." She was wilding out right now. I had to back up to a wall just to keep from falling. "You can't keep up?" She asked in a seductive tone, causing me to bite my lip. "Yeah. Just caught me by surprise. I ain't know they twerked in Vietnam." She laughed. "We do a lot of things in the V." I smirked and she put her hands on her knees and started grind on me as did the to her.

May's POV

"Damn. Look at Chris with ya girl!" Kayson said. I looked up to see Lien getting it in with Chris. "Damn! She trapped him with that ass!" It was all fun and games until she stood up and kissed him. I don't mean a peck on the lips, I mean a damn tongue and everything. "Whoa!" We both said. I felt some type of way but refused to say something. Just then Rich Homie Quan's "Some Type of Way" came on. "People just love messing me." I said under my breath. "Wanna dance?" Kayson asked. "Sure." I finished my drink and we walked over to a corner. I bent over and touched the floor as I popped my butt on him. "Damn girl. You gonna start something you can't finish dancing like that." I chuckled and kept on grinding on him as I felt him getting hard. "Maybe he does have a big d*** and he might know how to use it." I laughed at my own thoughts and he looked down at me. "You okay?" He asked. I nodded and he smiled and grabbed my hips as it changed into a slow song. I stood up and turned towards him. "So tell me a little about yourself. I've known Kayson for a month, but I don't know anything about the real Kayson." He gave me that award-winning smile and pulled me closer. "What you wanna know?" He whispered in my ear, tickling it. "Anything." He chuckled. "I'm 18. I go to your school. I have a younger brother. My father...don't know him. I've been running the game with Chris, Trey, Quan since I was 15." I laughed and shook my head. "Yall swear yall run the game!" He looked me in the eye and smirked. "Shiiiit, because we do! Not one nigga can touch us!" I giggled and brought him closer. "But a female, like me and my friend, can." He raised his eyebrow at me. "Word? Well we better watch out then, huh?" I shook my head and laughed. "Nah. We got out of the game after our.....nevermind." He put a fimger under my chin and lifted my head up. "What's wrong? You can tell me." I shook my head and smiled. "Not right now. We'll talk about it some other time." He nodded and hugged me. I got that warm feeling I always get when I'm with Chris. He pulled back slowly and looked at me once again. "Do I have permission to kiss you?" I thought about it for a minute before I nodded. He smiled and leaned in closer. I moved forward and our lips finally met each others. A shock of lighting went through my body as he stuck his tongue in my mouth. I felt somebody burning holes into the side of my fave, but I kept my focus on Kayson.

Chris' POV

"Damn." Lien whispered after kissing me. She was breathing heavy which caused me to laugh. "Told you I could keep up." She laughed too and took my hand. "Oh my gosh! Look at my May May!" She squealed, pointing into a corner. Some smoke was in the way, but I could see clearly that she has chose that nigga over me.. I mean she was kissing Kayson. I began to feel some type of way so I just turned towards Lien and whispered a few words in her ear and she giggled. "Let's get a room." She whispered in my ear before biting it. I smiled and led her to an empty room. I'm sure you know what happened next.

Chitta's POV

"Not at all! I think that dress is better." I said to my mom as <a href="http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=20ptt3d&s=5">we</a> watched some fashion channel. "Can we change it?" Michael asked. "Sure. I'm about to go to church. Choir practice." I coughed up my soda and looked at my mom. "Did you just say a full sentence without sounding like you have no sense? It's a miracle! Thank you lawd!" I shouted as Michael began to shout and dance. "Stop! I wasn't that bad...was I?" She asked. "Yeah ma. You were terrible. But your better now." She smiled and kissed us before walking out the door. "You think she'll ever start dating again?" Michael asked. "I hope not this soon. But I think she will. She's a beautiful woman, men flock to her. I'm sure she's gonna find someone. They'll never be like you know who though..." He nodded and changed it to a highschool basketball game. My phone started to ring so I stood up and walked into the kitchen. "Hello?" I said into it as I heard laughing in the background. "Wassup baby!" I smiled and got my leftover sandwich out the refrigerator. "Hey bae, wassup. You not in trouble are you?" I asked looking at the clock. It was only 11 o'clock, it was way to early for him to be calling me. "Nah boo. I just missed your voice." I smacked my lips before putting the phone on speaker so I can eat. "What you want Tremaine?" He chuckled. "You." I shook my head. "Whatever. You want something." I said, not giving into his ways. "I'm forreal baby. I'm getting off early and I want to see you. Come meet me at the trap house." I rolled my eyes. "Trey you know how I feel about that s***. You, Chris, and Quan need to get out before it's too late...hello?" I heard him sigh and then a door closed. "I know. I just don't know how." I sighed to sensing the stress in his voice. "Okay. We'll talk about it later. I'm on my way." I could see him smiling that perfect smile now. "Okay baby. I'll see you." I just shook my head and hung up. "Where you about to go?" I looked up to see Michael drinking my soda. "Nigga! Get your own! It's right there!" I yelled as I pointed to the refrigerator. "I know. Yours was closer tho." I rolled my eyes as I finished my sandwhich and threw the paper towel at him. "Nigga." I mumbled before going upstairs to change into my sweats. After I finished changing, I walked downstairs and saw <a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc46rqIURL1qhy093o1_400.jpg">Quan</a> playing the game with Michael. "Where you going?" He asked, pausing it. "To Trey's. I'll be back later." Michael smacked his lips. "More like she'll be back in two days. Here! I packed some of your s*** while you were taking MY clothes. Yeah I saw yo sneaky ass." He said as I smiled. "Thanks Mikey!" I kissed both of their cheeks and walked out the house.

As I was walking to my car, I heard a branch snap, so I slowed my pace before coming to a stop. I chuckled after I heard a gun c**k. "Don't move b****." The man spat. "Okay. But could you get that pistol from my head, I don't do that s***." I said. "Don't f***ing talk!" He yelled. "Now where's MayLeen?" I laughed. This nigga must've thought I was a snitch. "Talk!" I turned and he smacked me, which caught me off guard. "You b****!" I exclaimed, spitting some blood out. "Your stupid ass told me not to talk! Who the hell are you?!" I asked. His figure looked a bit familiar, but I just couldn't figure it out. "I asked you a question. Where's MayLeen?" I was getting angrier as he continued to point this damn gun at me. "I asked you a f***ing question too. Who the hell are you?" I asked, while standing to my feet. "You always were a bold b****. Tell MayLeen her worst nightmare is back.." I thought about what he said and then i gasped as fear filled my whole body. "No...nooo! She killed you! You're dead! I saw them lower your casket!" His laughter grew. "Faked the whole thing. You should really watch how you talk to people when they have a gun to your head. Be lucky you ain't the one I want to kill." I felt hot tears running down my face. "Please don't hurt her. Please don't." I begged. "Not your decision baby. Sorry. You should warn her. You'll never know when I decide to show up again." He bent down and kissed my forehead. "Aye! Nigga say night night!" I heard Michael yell as he pulled out his gun and started to shoot. He ran fast and Michael missed him. "You okay?" Quan asked, looking at me. "Yeah." I said, shaking. "Who was that guy? Did he hurt you? I'm going after that muthaf***a!" Michael yelled. "No! No...it was....<em>HIM."</em>

Lol may is silly as hell

Chris's a** better quit fronting !!! Lol Run it !!!

run it!