Maid In LA

Back To Work or Not

-Angel

I was in the kitchen finishing the dishes, the asshole put in the sink. I dried them and put them in the cabinets. I was making my way back to the laundry room. I rounded the corner but was knocked head first into frame of the doorway of the kitchen. I grabbed the back of head, rubbing it to soothe the pain way. I think my brain rattled a bit.

"Wft watch where the fvxk yo-" I cut of because the image in front of me couldn't be real. It was Sir but it wasn't just any Sir. How could I have been so stupid to miss the clues? The Lambos, the art, the tattoos. I couldn't have hit my head that damn hard. Could I? I guess I was caught in a heavy daze. I felt wind whoosh past my ear, room seemed to be a blur. I was softly placed on a comfy loveseat. I felt the sofa dip low on the other side of me. I looked at my beautiful bulldozer once again, his lips were moving but soundless.

"Huh?" I said moving a little to fast. "Ouwww." I cried in a dull tone.

"Are you good, cause the way you hit the wall I think it need to get replaced." A smile played at the corners of his mouth.

"B-but y-your c-c-chr-" I stuttered uncontrollably. Oh great now he think I'm slow. I mentally face palmed my forehead.

"Whoa der, Lil ma dont hurt yourself. How does your head feel." He said removing his beautiful arms from from around my waist. And placing one of his huge hands on my shoulder. Making me shudder a little.

I forgot about that the moment I saw his face. The pain slowly crept its way back to the impact zone. I rubbed it a little.

"Y-yeah I'm good." I choked out. He looked at me hesintantly. "Your Chris Brown?" I stated more than asked.

"Yeah I know what's your name?" He smiled a bit.

"I-i-its uh uh uh um," what the fvxk is my problem damn I sound like I ride the short bus. (No offense to those who do or did) Get it together you idiot.

"Slight amnesia, huh? It's cool, but I'm bout head out so you can get yourself together and show yourself to the door." He said getting up from beside me heading up a flight of stairs. Don't go.

I sat there for a minute or two sulking in my thoughts. Did that just happen? Nawh nenet you trippin. That was Chris Brown, I ain't crazy.or am I? I stood up going back into the kitchen gathering what I had brought. I walked to the front turning the knob to retreat to my car. I heard footsteps behind me. Not bothering to check I sped out the door to my car. I notice that the Ferrari was gone. I got in my car. Turned the key in the ignition. I let the car warm up. I dappled on my phone checking my messages and social media. I heard tire screech from the driveway, I looked up to see the orange lamb speeding past me. Windows had 5% tints so looking for the person behind the wheel was impossible. Pretty sure it was Chris. Then my thoughts went crazy.

Holy shit I was in the Chris brown house. Washing his dishes and underwear. Omg omg omg. I started hyperventilating as I dialed Kamal number to tell him.

He answered on the third ring. "Ain't you pose to be working the hell you doing calling at 1pm?" He said a little to loud.

"Excuse me mother, pipe all that shit down. And listen up, call Jamal and put it on three way, y'all need to hear this cause this shit I'm still trying to believe." I said getting excited all over again. The line went blank for a few seconds before I heard ringing an Kamal rustling on the other end. Jamal picked up sounding outta breath.

"Yo what you want I'm in the middle of something. Somebody better be dead." He said sounded pissed.

"Ewwww" Kamal and I said at the same time.

"Look y'all in the way. What happened." He said more calmly this time.

"Aye ya pussy moment ain't got shit on what I'm bouta say." I wait for a response.

"Say it then, I just got it wet." Jamal said.

"Gross but guess who house I'm parked in front of right that I just left?"

"If it ain't Brad Pitt or Orlando Bloom I ain't interested." Kamal said dramatically.

"Fine I'll keep it to myself since y'all doing better shit." I said.

"Cool keep it to yourself then. But I wanna know of y'all wanna hit this spot with me tonight." Jamal said dismissing me. Rude fvxkers.

"Ayee hell yah cause lord know I need a turn up tonight no work in the AM or PM. Angel I'm dragging yo "I wanna read a book" ass with us." Kamal answered. I could image him tweaking while he said the first part.

I thought about it for a sec. Fvxk it why not?

"Ard I'll go but only for a few cause I got study for class on Monday." I said calmly.

"Alright then we gone meet at the house at like 7 and be out by 9 or 10. Cool? Jamal asked.

"Cool." Kamal said.

"Cool." I did a tongue click and laughed.

"Alright I gotta go cause mami begging for the D." Jamal said hanging up.

"Ain't nobody wanna know allat. Nasty bastard." Kamal laughed. "So Nenet what were you saying earlier?" Kamal asked.

"Nawh you ain't wanna know remember, but I gotta go so I'll tell y'all when I get home tonight." I said being fake ghetto.

"Bye Felicia I love you drive safe. See you at home." He laughed.

"Ard I will love you more." I said hanging up. I put my phone in arm rest and turned on the radio blasting "Trap Queen (Remix)" By Fetty Wap x Fabolous. My shit, I sang along as I drove back to my job. I would have to let them know what happened and why I was back so early.

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Short I know but hey I'm on meds. I have ADHD and this medicine Fvxking with my mental. I hate taking it at night. But let me know whatcha think.

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