#like bro snake have no thots. head fucking EMPTY.

[rainingincale]

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[shona-sims-blog]

Other Side of the Game (An Urban Sims 4 Story)

Part 7 || Corianna

I don’t know why Griffey thought I was fuckin’ stupid, did he seriously think I was born yesterday? He actually invited a girl over that he was talking to behind my back, knowing I’d be coming over his crib too. After going through the same shit repeatedly I began to stop caring about him screwing around on me as much as I did in the beginning of our relationship. But I was human, so of course it bothered me regardless of the facade I put on for everyone else.

The broad was literally chilling in his living room as an invited guest. Griffey must have finally lost his mind. Either that or he was just getting stupider.

I knew about all of the chicks that he slept with behind my back, the ones he had for only a night, the others that he bought a bag for to make them feel like they were special, and even the ones who almost ended up being a mother to his child. To keep sane I told myself that they were nothing more than sex and couldn’t compare to the bond that we had. Griffey and I had been tight since we were kids. My best friends Unique and Melody both told me that I should leave him alone or that I was stupid for sticking around through all of his lies and the drama that we go through, but I just couldn’t. They didn’t get it, Griffey was my first everything and I wanted him to be my last. He just needed time to live and I understood that, it wasn’t for them to comprehend so they had no choice but to except it. Still, that didn’t mean that they liked it.

“Cori, I’m tellin’ you the bitch was all up in his face,” Unique said angrily, exhaling smoke in between breaths, her blunt never leaving her lips. “I’m sayin’ to myself ‘dis nigga done got bold as hell,” Her hands were balled into tight fists at her sides.  “Geechie told me Griff met her at Trent’s crib through Isabella. Now bitch – that’s some shady ass shit,” She rolled her big brown eyes.

“Like how does she call herself your friend and put a girl on with your nigga?” I remained silent, because I knew she wasn’t finished. “Mind you, a bitch she barely even knows.” In truth I never actually considered Isabella my friend, because she was the cunning and conniving type, she wasn’t as innocent as everyone liked to think she was. Plus she believed she was somebody important just because she was famous on the internet. Yet she still fucked with niggas out the hood and shopped at Fashion Nova like everybody else.

“Her name is Beatrix, what kind of name –?” Just as Unique was about to continue the door of Griffey’s room opened. She hushed and took a long drag of her blunt. We both looked at who interrupted our conversation, I wasn’t surprised. After all, snakes don’t stay out of the grass for too long.

“Hey chicas!” Isabella chirped as she walked in the room with the same stupid ass smile she seemed to always wear. I thought of it as a mask, no one could always look so happy, but stay in drama unless they enjoyed it. I was aggravated just by her being in my sight. Unique and I both stared at her with looks somewhere in between annoyance and disgusts. “What’s up with y’all?” She asked.

“Not a motherfuckin’ thing,” My words were just as rude as I intended, Isabella’s smile quickly vanished. If I said anything else to her right then it would have been far more unpleasant than a few curse words so I decided to hold my tongue. I didn’t want to make a scene because Griffey hated that kind of shit and I didn’t have any solid proof to confirm that he was cheating again just yet. I shook my head at her as I started to walk away, she was stupid and dumb.

“We were just about to leave,” Unique chimed in and brushed passed Isabella, bumping into her shoulder as she trailed me out of the room.

“Damn baby, you look good tonight,” Griffey’s deep voice reverberated in my ears. I caught a whiff of marijuana and overpriced cognac. “You smell nice too,” He said offering me another compliment; he wasn’t as slick and sneaky as he thought he was. He was very charismatic and easily charmed or flattered me when he felt guilty about something. Whenever Griffey recognized that he screwed up big time, he showered me with designer shoes, expensive clothes, and costly bags. Recently he had bought me so many things that a corner of my bedroom looked more like a display in a fashion boutique rather than a bed room.

My friends envied my pricey wardrobe, but the pain I went through as payment – wasn’t worth it. He overcompensated me with material things out of guilt when all I wanted was his love. I could read him like a book. I knew what time he took his morning piss, how much sugar he put in his corn flakes, where he loved to be kissed then scratched, all of his favorite things, including the sort of bitches that he liked to fuck around with. They were always ‘exotic’ looking girls, with slim bodies, pretty faces and teeth. The Beatrix girl he invited over tonight might as well had been the mascot for his team of thots. When she stood up from the loveseat we made eye contact and I immediately disliked her. She looked like the type of Simstagram thot Isabella would hang out with.

“It’s ‘Chance’,” I told him, he should have known since he picked it out and paid for it. “That Chanel shit.”

“It’s who?” He asked with a confused expression. “What?” We were standing directly in front of the loud stereo so I guessed that he couldn’t hear me that well. I grabbed his large hand in mine and lead him away from the music, closer to the center of the living room. I could feel Beatrix’s eyes watching me from her seat at the bubble blower. Of course Isabella was talking with her, presumably about me, so I decided to give them a show.

“I said you should tell everyone to leave,” Griffey didn’t look as happy as I was about my request. He poked out his bottom lip in objection; he could be such a big baby when he wanted to.  

“Babe, the vibe is so chill right now,” He said looking around the room with his eyes lingering in the direction behind me for a second too long. “Everybody is enjoyin’ themselves, I can’t just kick ‘em out.”  I didn’t care about our friends right now. I wanted my man all to myself and far away from that home-wrecking bitch. I also wanted to properly introduce Kali to Griffey’s brother Quentin. He was friendly to everyone and probably wouldn’t mind keeping her company while I spent time alone with Griffey.

It was known that for a while Isabella had a thing for Quentin and to everyone it was an odd match, but it was obvious to me why she would like him so much. Opposites were attracted to one another and Quentin was the smartest person many of us knew, he was just wired different. And of course, Isabella was as dumb as a box of rocks, so common sense would tell you that if opposites attract – she’d be smitten over him. As payback for her trying to hook her friend Beatrix up with Griffey, I’d play match-maker with Quentin and Kali which was simple enough.

“Yes, you can and you will.” I stated and he immediately started to pucker his brow.

“Oh, so you think you can tell me what to do now?” He asked and I nodded my head up and down. Under thick lashes his dark eyes danced with amusement. I gripped the fabric of his jacket in my fist and pulled him closer to me. Our lips were almost touching, but instead of kissing his mouth I whispered in his ear.

“Oh, no daddy,” I spoke seductively and low so that only he could hear me. “I know I can. Just like I’m telling you that you’re going to grip my hips while I bounce up and down on top of you tonight.”

“If everyone wasn’t in here with us – I’d be riding you right now,” I trailed my tongue across the skin that his large gold earrings weren’t covering. “Licking you,” I sucked at the bottom of his earlobe. “And sucking you too.” I pulled away from his ear and caressed the side of his face, feeling the thick stubble of his beard against the back of my hand.

“Wouldn’t you like that?” I asked already knowing the answer judging by the look on his face.

“You damn right,” He smirked. “They ain’t gotta go home, but shit, they gotta get the hell up outta here.” His deep voice was full of humor and even more lust. I smiled back at him and before he could say another word I planted a big kiss on his mouth.

Griffey was surprised, but quickly returned the kiss. Our lips were sticky from MAC lip gloss and marijuana. I groaned into his mouth as I felt his big hand slide down my waist and tug at my belt loop, he grabbed a hand full of my ass with the other. I was satisfied with his reaction, but I was most thrilled at the fact that he would be with me tonight and not Beatrix. I didn’t have to turn around to know that she was watching me and Griffey – everyone was.

Soon after our display of affection, Griffey had no argument with asking everyone to leave his apartment. I grimaced and watched in annoyance as he took extra time to thank Isabella and Beatrix individually for coming over. Regardless of how, I was just glad to see both of their fake boujie asses be dismissed.

After a few minutes of daps, hand-slaps, fist bumps  and ‘see you laters’ the apartment was almost empty. Unique told me to call her tomorrow and I promised her I would. She knew that I was the cause of the kickback ending early and she wanted details. Trent was last to leave after deciding to hit the bong one more time. As if he needed to get any higher, he smelled like a weed plant.

“Be safe out there T,” Griffey called out to his friend as he took a seat on the couch.

“A’ight, I’ll catch you later bro’,” He hollered over his shoulder to Griffey before he shut the door behind him.

“That was fast Griffey,” I said laughing. We were finally alone. Quentin had offered to walk Isabella to her building up the block and Kali was in the bathroom.

“Ha! Ha!” I loved his laugh, it was the only honest thing about him. “I bet that’s the first and last time you’ll ever say those words together in a sentence.” He said as I scooted closer to him, his body was solid and warm. Under all of those baggy clothes, Griffey was very broad with a solid build. Partially due to genetics and being gifted athletically his body was very muscular and toned. If he hadn’t gotten in trouble with the law his freshman year in college, based on his athletic performance in football he would have easily been drafted in the NFL. So to say the least, stamina wasn’t an issue for him. I scooted closer to him on the couch and brought my lips to his ear.

“Wanna bet?” I asked teasing him.

“I know I can last all night long, but I guess you won’t know unless I try, huh?” He asked me playing along and looked towards his bedroom door. I was the first to rise from the couch.

“You right, daddy,” I said and walked towards his bedroom. Griffey was right behind me.

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