You little ****

“You little slut,” she says and I look up to see her looking over the table, a look of disgust on her face.

I wipe off my mouth and Tylor fixes himself.

This bitch can’t be serious, she’s here calling me a slut when she’s the one here begging

My man, to fuck her.

It pisses me off so much how all these girls wanna say I’m a slut because I have Tylor and they don’t. Like it’s alright to be jealous, but don’t take that shit out on me.

“Not a bigger slut than you bitch”

I spat, glaring at her.

She looks taken aback by my words and Tylor laughs

Yeah, she def wasn’t expecting that

she lets out an annoyed groan

“You can enjoy him for now once you’re killed by the council. I’ll have him all for myself,” I then hear her walking away and then the slamming of the door, signaling she’s gone.

I get up and fold my hands across my arms

“What’s wrong?”

“You tell me”

“Listen, you don’t need to worry about Ericka”

“I’m not worried about her”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“Are they gonna kill me?” I ask, o