Stepbrother // NBA Youngboy

War🔪👿

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"Ayo Kendell" I yelled. "What yo ugly ass want?" He yelled back making me scrunch my face up because who tf is ugly?

"Come here" I yelled again. I waited 2 minutes before this nigga busted into my room with a whole damn attitude.

"Can you pass me the remote on the dresser?" I asked pointing to the remote that was close but I didn't feel like getting up.

He smacked his teeth. He grabbed it and threw it to me. "Thx boo" I said. "Annoying ass girl" he mumbled under his breath like I didn't hear it.

"I heard that bitch"

"Good" He said before slamming my door. I got under the covers and laid my head back into a comfortable position.

I turned the other way eventually falling asleep when I heard the door open. "Man Kendell Get tf out I'm tryna sleep" I groaned not even looking his way.

Next thing I know I felt hard punches jolting through my body. I quickly sat up and saw Kentrell punching me.

I tried to hit him back but he punched me in my face making me black out completely.

I woke up eventually not being able to move. I looked at my body and saw nothing but blood and bruises.

I tried so hard to get up but I couldn't. That's when I took a good look around the room to see that I wasn't even home. It was a hotel room.

I heard a toilet flush and there came Kentrell walking out the bathroom with wet hands.

I mugged him since I couldn't fuck him up like I really wanted to right now. He looked at me and his face turned into an evil smirk.

"I told you this means war" he said walking into the little kitchen pulling out a knife.

"W-What did I even do to you?" I whimpered wanting to run so bad but I couldn't move.

"You know I thought you would put up a better fight" he said walking closer to me still with the knife in his hand.

"Where does my dad think I am?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Sleeping over at a friends house" he said sitting next to me leaning over to whisper into my ear.

"I ain't gone kill you, but you gone feel pain, I meant what I said when I said I meant war" he said before he lifted up my shirt putting the sharp knife onto my body.