Mean

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Beyonce Knowles

I had on a simple white T-shirt and grey sweat-shorts, and white Nike's. We drove over to the house, and not even 5 minutes later, they're car pulled up.

I was chillin, until I saw who got out. A man and a woman, and that bitch, Nicki, I think was her stupid ass name.

She had on jean overalls, white T-shirt underneath, shades, and her hair pulled up in a high ponytail.

I rolled my eyes. Not this bitch. I'm just tryna do my job, I don't have time for any shit to pop off.

I saw her raise an eye brow as they walked over to us. "Good morning." Her mom I assumed said.

I smiled. "Morning. So you guys are interested in this property huh?"

Her dad nodded. "Yes, it's a really nice one compared to the rest we've seen."

"So, what made you guys wanna buy a house?" I asked, ignoring the burning stare of Nicki as I walked up to the door. My parents were giving me a thumbs up. If only they knew.

"Well, Nicki here had to transfer schools, so we're just moving somewhere closer in case of an accident."

I nodded, ignoring any questions that I definitely wanted to ask, but I didn't. This is business after all. I opened the door. "This is it. Go ahead and look around. I'll be in the kitchen waiting for you guys."

They nodded. Her dad grabbed her mom's hand, leading her through the house. I walked in the kitchen, ignoring the fact that Nicki stayed, and followed.

I sat at the island in the kitchen, and pulled my phone out. "Fuck you." She said quietly with a chuckle.

I looked up at her. "So you can talk to me now?"

She shrugged, crossing her arms. "Nah, I just think you deserved that."

I chuckled. "Ok, well bye."

"Nah." She sat next to me, staring at me.

I looked up at her. "For someone who cursed me out as soon as they fucking met me, you sure do seem like you wanna talk."

She rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm sorry ok. You ain't deserve that, but I wasn't in the mood. Shit happens." She shrugged.

I raised both my eye brows. "Ion believe you."

She shrugged, leaning back against the counter. "Then don't, shit. I apologized and that's that."

I creased my eye brows. "Why you so mean? You ain't got shit to be mean about."

She said nothing. I didn't take it as her being rude, I just took it as her not wanting to say anything. "You know they called my parents over that shit you pulled?"

She scoffed, snatching her shades off and looking at me like I was crazy. "I already apologized, don't make me cuss yo ass out again. I will."

"I don't know who lied to you, but I don't give a fuck." I laughed.

She flicked me off. I waved her off, looking back at my phone.

It stayed silent for about 10 minutes before her parents walked in the kitchen. "We thought about it, and your asking price, and we'll take it."

I nodded, getting up and walking over to them. "Ok, well I'll go get my parents for that." They nodded. I walked out, and to my parents.

"They want it. You guys handle that."

"We were going to anyway. Bye." My mom pushed past me as i walked in. I chuckled.

Houston, TX
Tuesday, February 27th