The Plug's Daughter

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away. He grabbed
    me around my waist and pulled me back into him. “I’m trying to talk to you,” I protested.
                  He stared into my eyes and I almost melted, but then I remembered who I was dealing with. “And I’m tryna get some head from yo’ sexy ass.”
                  I rolled my eyes in annoyance and fanned him away from me. “Boy bye.”
                  Once I sat down on the sofa I thought he’d got the hint that I didn’t want to be bothered. Of course that nigga didn’t. Next thing I knew, he unzipped his jeans, whipped his dick out and held it less than a centimeter from my face. I took a whiff and immediately smelled the offensive stench of another bitch’s fishy ass pussy. He’d just fucked some hoe and had the nerve to put his nasty ass dick close to my nose. My face was scrunched up into a frown less than a second later and he noticed.
                  “What the fuck…?” He asked.
                  “Your dick smells like some bitch’s nasty ass pussy and you think I’m gon’ suck it! You could’ve at least washed that shit, but nah, you ain’t got one ounce of respect for me! Get yo’ dirty dick outta my face nigga before I cut it off…for real. As a matter of fact get the fuck out! I’m done with yo’ sorry ass!” I rolled my eyes at that disrespectful ass nigga and walked away.             
                  He was on my heels, but he didn’t put any fear in my heart. When I turned around there was a sneaky ass smirk on his face that suddenly turned into an angry scowl.
                  “Done wit’ me?” He doubled over with laughter and even slapped his knee for emphasis. “You one funny bitch.”
                  I just stared at him with my mouth wide open.
                  “You must’ve forgot who the fuck my daddy is. You won’t be breathing long, let alone laughing after this…bitch!” I snapped.
                  He looked at me and there that sly ass smile that he was infamous for was again. “Oh, believe me shawty, I ain’t forgot a damn thang,” he said.
                  I went and sat down again. When he tried to put his used up dick on my lips, I pursed them together and turned away defiantly. My hands were pushing his body away as I moved my face from side to side. I was avoiding the assault of the dick that I used to crave. It took no time for me to see through Trell and I wished I’d seen clearly sooner. Thinking he’d matured and changed over the years had caused me to make a fucked up decision.
                  “I’m gon’ tell my…”
              My heart dropped down to my size 7 Red Bottoms when he grabbed me, pulled me up from the sofa and put his hand over my mouth. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks against my will.
                  “Shut up bitch! You ain’t gon’ tell a goddamn thang! Now shut the fuck up before I shoot you in yo’ head up in this bitch!” His fingers were around my neck and I couldn’t breathe. “Mendosa ain’t here to help you now. Is he?
                  “Stop…Trell…stop…” I choked and tried to gasp for air.
                  I felt the cold steel of the gun that he was holding against my neck. That was odd. Anytime I thought of someone pointing a gun I thought of the head or chest, but he was ready to hit my jugular and just get it over with.
                  He finally let me go, put the gun in the waist of his jeans and then stared deep into my eyes. “It ain’t that easy to leave me Sen.” All of a sudden he looked dead ass serious again. His eyes were dark and empty, like a serpent. Damn, he was crazier than I thought.
                  Instead of warning Trell again and further pissing him off, I made a mental note to finally tell my father the truth about him. That

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