Homie Hoppin' For The Holidays

by Telia Teanna

Oh! He liking my shit now? He better stop or I’ma think he wanna be my boyfriend, she thought to herself, clicking on the profile of Castro’s best friend. Stompdown_tev…

@walkemdown2hellKellion type username lmao

The young woman mumbled to herself,

weird way to write about the main character 🧐🤨

The young woman’s emotions were high as she thought about her situation. She didn’t know how to feel about the events that had transpired over the last twenty minutes.

this “young woman” shit blowin me

Castro’s cheating wasn’t anything new to the woman.

“the woman” wtf ?? why is the writing like this!

A few hours later, Nyla was dressed in a maroon, long-sleeve sweater. The chest area was made of mesh, along with the sleeves, showing off the tattoos of a trail of butterflies and moths across her breasts and up to her collarbone.

sounds ugly

She was being manipulated into going to a place that she didn't want to go to period. She had agreed for the sake of her favorite baby, Darwin, and so that she could hurry up and get Castro out of her hair.

stupid ass bih

Though she felt that the woman was a good fit for her son, she also knew that her son was quite destructive and held the woman back.

reading writing like this is BLOWING ME

“Now, this is how this shit gonna go. Do what the fuck I say, or I’ma tell. Fuck around and find out if you want to.”

🥴

This shit so toxic, she thought. But why the hell do I like it? What he was threatening to do was some lame shit, but there was just something about him doing whatever it would take to have his way with her that turned her on.

dumbass bih

She was lying on her back staring up at the ceiling, thinking, and trying to make sense of what she had seen and what she had heard. She turned and looked at Castro sleeping peacefully in her bed and resisted the urge to slap him in his sleep again. These muthafuckas playing in my face. She thought about Darwin Jr. and his brown curly hair and how often he was with Castro. That ain't his baby. They ain't doing that. She was trying to convince herself that it wasn't true. He wouldn't do me like that. Not with his cousin. Where the fuck is her husband at? A million questions ran through her mind. This is outta pocket...

dirty

“Excuse me everyone,” it was Darwin Sr., “I would like everyone to see the gift that I got for my,.” he looked down at her with a peculiar look on his face, “lovely wife.” Darwin Sr. was an older brown skinned, skinny man with a bald head and grey beard. He was an accountant and a busy man who had met the young woman at a happy hour and fell in love with her at first sight.

ENOUGH OF THIS YOUNG WOMAN SHIT! SAY THE WIFE’S NAME! 🤬

“No! I’m tired of you telling me that when you leave her you're going to be with me, that we can be a real family. I don't care if you're my cousin! I don't care if y'all don't approve! It’s out now! We can finally be together!” She was hysterical as she screamed.

mess

In just a matter of days, the man inside of her had planted more than just his dick and seed inside of her. He had planted true and genuine love and care into her. Something she never felt before and was quickly and easily swallowing her whole.

oh brother 🙄