Cold

Chapter 6.

Cold POV

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I woke up to somebody beating on the door. I looked and saw that I had fallen asleep on the couch.

"Cold, get the mutherfuckin door!" I heard G yell from upstairs. I'm about tired of her ass. She always trying to tell a nigga what to do.

"You need to shut the f**k up. I'm finna get it" I yelled back.

I opened the door to see Snoopy and Dj. I mugged them. They always come to my damn house.

"What the f**k yall want?" I asked them.

"Nigga, not to see you," Snoopy said pushing past me. Some told me to body slam his ass, but I ain't gone do it. "Where my bae?" Snoopy asked walking off. Dj shook his head and dapped me up. Then He walked in and I closed the door.

I ignored Snoopy and went to my living room with Dj. We sat down on the couch then Dj let out a deep breath. He looked like he had a lot on his mind.

"What's up, D?" I asked him raising my eyebrows.

"Snoopy, get yo fat ass off me before I kill you in yo motherfucking sleep!" I heard G shout. I heard a smack sound and footsteps. Then I heard Snoopy laughing.

A few seconds later, Snoopy came running down the stairs laughing with G running right behind him. What she had on really surprised me. She was wearing a hot pink bra and a thong. Damn.

Her ass was just bouncing all over the damn place. I seen D staring at her too. I smacked the back of his head. He looked at me with a confused look then smirked.

"Marco, help me!" Snoopy yelled. I know this nigga ain't just say my real damn name.

G tackled his ass to the ground. She sat on him and pulled down his pants and boxers. Then she started hitting him on his ass. Man, I ain't gay or nothing, but this nigga ass ashy and black as f**k.

"Do that s**t feel good?" She asked hitting him even harder. He was screaming and kicking.

"Noooo!!" He said screaming. I chuckled. She got up and sat down on the couch.

I was just staring at her. Man, her ass better stop walking around like that before I bend her ass over and f**k up her walk.

Snoopy walked over to where we were with his d**k still out and everything.

"Put that lil shrimp up," G said doing some on her phone, which made D and I chuckled. Snoop smacked his lip and stood right in front of her.

"This lil shrimp can do wonders. If you don't believe me, ask yo moms" Snoop said.

"Put yo s**t up, Snoop," I said seriously. He rolled his eyes. He pulled his pants up and sat by G.

"Yo, what's yo real name?" Dj asked G. She looked at him like he was crazy.

"Nigga, ion know yall," she said and he mugged her.

"What's yo name fr though?" I asked. She looked at me like I had 2 heads.

"Didn't I just say I don't know yall?" She asked and Snoopy burst out laughing like it was the most funniest thing ever.

"She told yo ass," He said laughing. I pulled out my AK. He stopped laughing immediately and sat back on the couch.

"Sooo how's yo mama doing, D?" Snoop asked changing the subject.

"Now, I ain't gone ask again, " I told G. "What's yo name?" I asked. She huffed.

"Nariah," She said. I smirked. She doesn't looking like a Nariah.

"You don't look like a Nariah, more like a Shay," Snoopy said and I chuckled. That's my nigga.

"But yo ass do look like Snoopy, " She said and we laughed except for Snoop.

"Yo, what's yo real name Mr.Heartless?" She asked and I smacked my lips.

"I ain't heartless, but my name is Marco," I said.

"Demarco," Snoop coughed and corrected. I glared at him.

"Cool t**s," She said. Then she got up and walked upstairs switching. Damn.

"When you gone let me hit?" Snoop muttered. She stopped and looked at him.

"When yo balls drop," She answered and continued up the stairs. I burst out laughing, like a full-blown laugh. I ain't laughed like that in awhile. I looked and seen D and Snoop looking at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nigga, we ain't heard that laugh since damn middle school," D said and Snoop nodded. I gave them a blank ass stare.

"Now, D, why you came in here lookin' like somebody kilt yo mom's?" I asked changing the subject. Then I walked to the kitchen and grabbed me a bowl of grapes. I came and sat back down.

"I believe I got Breesha pregnant," He said. Me and Snoop smacked our lips.

"That hoe," Snoop said.

"You know she was f*****g with that nigga Ghost too, " I said. "And got his ass locked up," I added.

"Right, you know that b***h ain't no good. We told yo dumb ass to leave that hoe alone but nah. You don't wanna listen." Snoop said shaking his head.

"But bruh if she having yo seed, don't be like a f**k nigga. You step up and handle your responsibility. If not, leave that hoe alone." I said and Snoop nodded his head.

"Right, so what if the b***h a hoe? If she carrying yo seed, then you gone have to deal with the hoe for 18+ years" Snoop said. I nodded. We both looked at D and he was giving us a really nigga face?

"But find out if the hoe gone be yo babyma. You know they got a test out now where they can see if the baby yours, while the baby is still in the hoe stomach." I said.

"Fr? Nigga why you ain't tell me?" Snoopy asked. "I was paying for diapers and everything a while back cause a b***h gone tell me I got her ass pregnant." Snoopy said.

"I did tell yo ass, and you told me that you knew for a fact that the baby was yours, " I said and he smacked his lips and looked down.

"Hell, I thought it was," He said.

"Y'all, we gotta head to the trap," I said and they nodded.

"Right. We'll meet you there." They said and walked out the house. I locked the door and went upstairs. I passed by Nariah's room to see her only in a bra and some drawls. I walked in as she was bending over. My d**k twitched a lil.

"Aye, we finna head to the trap so be ready in 15," I said. She looked at me and nodded. Then she turned back to her phone and frowned.

I left out and went to my room. I took a quick shower and put on a white wife beater and some Jordan basketball shorts. I put on deodorant.

I put on my gold chain and my diamond studs. Then I put on my white air forces, and I put on some cologne.

I walked out my room and went downstairs to see Nariah eating my damn grapes. Before I did anything, I looked at what she had on. She did look fine in all that gray.

I snuck behind her and whispered in her ear.

"Why you eating my grapes, ma?" I said. She shivered. Then she stepped away from me.

"Look, Marco, you can't be whispering in my ear with yo sexy, deep ass voice. I ain't had no d**k or tongue in a minute so watch out." She said chuckling. Then she ate the rest of the grapes then walked off.

"Yo car or mine?" She asked. I didn't say anything cause I was still speechless.

"I guess mine then," She said then I heard the door closed. I snapped out of my trance and walked out the door.

I got in the passenger seat of her Escalade and looked around. This s**t tight as hell.

"This s**t tight, Riah," I said and she nodded.

"Yea, I just miss my Benz," She said.

"You got a Benz too, ma?" I asked.

"2, and a Hummer, Camaro, Challenger, 3 BMWs, and another Escalade." She said as she backed up out of my garage.

"Damn, Riah, " I said. "Whatcha do for a living?" I asked.

"Grown folks business," she said and sped to my trap leaving my ass speechless once again.