MADDY

I bounced my leg up and down looking at my thigh jiggle. Is it just me or do my thighs look huge?

This small waist and these huge thighs, big ass, and big titties don't go with it all. I rather be fat and have assets then skinny and have it all.

Like running was never a option. My boobs would bounce so much. Don't even get me started about sleeping on my stomach.

Seriously I will suffocate if I do. So I'm either on my side or on my back. I'm not complaining though. I could get a man in a snap of a finger.

Girls be like 'I can get dick anytime I want'. Anyone could actually. Niggas throwing they shit around like a football nowadays.

Sex is a game. Its how many hoes you can fuck, who you fuck with, and what you can do. Shit gets on my nerves.

Enough about life problems. How y'all doing?

The car came to a sudden stop almost throwing me out of my seat. Thank god I had on a seatbelt. Unlike Grace who almost hit her head on the dashboard.

"Aye man what's up?"King shouted to some man.

"You almost killed Grace to talk to some nigga?"I mumbled.

He turned around in his seat and looked at me. His eyes turned black like he was saying something. I crossed my legs and sat up straight.

"Ace take us to the mall you can talk to you-"

"This is my fucking car! I do what the fuck I want. Get out if you don't want to be here,"He gritted.

Shit then ok. I opened up the car door.

"Sit your ass back down,"Grace said.

I sighed and sat back down.

"I know you don't want to hear Auntie mouth, so take us to the mall drop us off. Come back when we need you,"She said with a attitude.

He shook his head and sped off to the mall. He was mumbling shit too. I got hawk ears. I hear everything.

That's a damn lie.

We pulled up to the mall, and I got my happy ass out. Grace took her purse with her. He drove off almost running over my foot. He didn't even try to see if I made it in safely. He just drove off.

"Grace, are they hiring at Victoria's Secret?"I asked out of no where.

I don't want to be living off of this family. In about a good month or two I want to be out, and have a apartment.

These people reminded me of family though. Yolanda was so nice, Grace was a sister, and PJ...don't get me started on that fine piece of chocolate.

"We just let go of some bitch yesterday so I'm sure there is. You can apply while we here."

She drug me into the mall. We hit up JCPennys, Macy's, Forever 21, Rue 21, Lush and everything else. We went to footlocker too, and she hooked me up with some Jordan's. Her 'friend' is the store owner and got us some for a cheap price.

Notice the quotation marks around 'friend'. She claim they was just 'friends'. I saw that ass grip though, both of them gripping each other's booty.

Shame shame shame. I need a man because as far as I know Carter is about to die, and I wouldn't give two shits.

Broke ass nigga looking like lil bill from the ghetto. His Bantu knots look like damn bouncy balls. I told him to let me do them but nooo.

"Ok girl this is my manager Todd," She pointed in his direction, "Todd this is my friend maddy,she wants to work here"

"Grace we don't have any openin-"

"Don't lie because you fired your hoe yesterday Todd,"She placed her hand on her hip.

"Grace that is no-"

"No the hell its not. Give her a job Todd,"She whined.

Todd looked at me and slightly smiled. The man was handsome God made him well. Especially his perfectly dark toned skin and his long dreadlocks. Save me from the sinful thoughts I'm thinking lord.

"Under one condition"He said, "I get a date with you. I would love to get to know you better."

I smiled.

"O-"

"Hell no,"King said pulling me to his side.

I pushed him off of me. Who do this nigga think he is? Pulling all up on me like NOOO. Don't pop my personal bubble bitch.

"Ace!"Grace said aggravated.

"I didn't mea-"Todd started.

"You didn't do anything Todd"I pushed King off of me. "He doesn't belong to me."

I straightened out my shirt that looked wrinkled because of King.

"Are you sure? I mean if he called dibs a on something at beautiful as you I understand,"He gently touched my cheek.

I blushed looking down and smiling.

"Thanks,"I mumbled.

"You can start Monday. That gives you a 4 day weekend."

I looked at Grace as she was squeezing Kings hand and he winced in pain. Oh well shouldn't have wrinkled my shirt.

"Thanks, and how about your number,"I bent over across his desk exposing my cleavage.

His mouth hung open, "U-Uh Uh of co-course,"He stuttered.

I smiled and took my phone out as he placed in in there. I looked at King as he was mad tapping his foot. Grace was still squeezing the living shit out of his hands.

"Thanks, I'll be sure to call you."

I strutted a little in my walk. I wouldn't mind fucking with Todd. He cute and he make money so I wouldn't care.

We all got in the car with all the bags we had. King got in the drivers side and I sat in the passenger.

"You wrong,"King said driving down the interstate.

"For what? Nigga you wrong you wrinkled my damn shirt!"

"Nah man! You flirt with a nigga? When you know good and well your ass know about this assignment we doing."

"Nigga I can flirt with who ever the hell I want to. If you have a fucking problem you are dismissed because I don't give two fucking shits!"I shouted.

Grace was in the back laughing.

"So what about Carter? You a hoe! You fucking with two niggas? At the same time and word has it was you gave top to my nigga Rick."

"Carter is going to be dead according to you! I don't have to worry about him and I'm sure he in Atlanta fucking hoes left and right! And who the hell is Rick?Because I don't give head bitch! I only receive it. You better check your gossip site because it's about to get you fucked up,"I shook my leg violently trying to calm down.

"Rick claimed-"

"RICK IS WRONG NIGGA!"I shouted.

"Don't raise your fucking v-"

"BLAH BLAH BLAH,"I screamed.

We continued to bicker all the way to Mrs.Yolanda house.

"Bitch,"I shouted.

"Hoe!"

"Fuck nigga!"

"Trick."

"Asshole."

"Slut."

"What the fuck did you call me?"I squared up ready to fight his ass.

"You heard me slu-"

With that I hit him with a left right in his jaw. Of course he wasn't going to let me beat him up so he started fighting too. A fair fight and that was right.

If I hit a nigga best believe I want you to fight back. If a nigga hit me, Ima fight back.

He got me right in my eye. I wasn't going to let that stop me. I flipped him on the ground and started throwing punches left and right.

"Daddy!"A voice said.

I jumped up off of him. Grace was laughing and recording the mess. Pj was trying to break it up, and Mrs.Yolanda lord I don't know where she was at.

I looked at King. He was pretty tore up, to the black eye starting to form and the deep cut in the middle of his forehead. That will leave a scar.

"You say no fight girls daddy!"She said putting her hand on her hip.

"I didn't fight the bitch, she hit me fir-"

"I am here with my holy water!"Mrs.Yolanda shouted.

She started dabbing shit on us and that mess hurt my cuts but it eventually felt better. I was all bandaged up as King just got finished.

We all sat in the living room.

"Explain."