𝗺𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆. | 𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮 | 𝗺𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆.

angelina's pov:
i shuffled through the racks of clothes not knowing what to wear for work. " could you find swiper? " i heard dora playing from living room meaning it's super loud because my room is literally on the third floor. how deaf could my daughter be if she sitting right in front. " lower down the volume please! " " okay mommy! sorry " she screamed back while chewing some cut fruits that i cut up for her since i didn't have time to make breakfast. i sat down on my bed, being wrapped by a towel; looking at my clothes. found it!

i finally found the perfect outfit and quickly got dress, leaving my hair in a bun and some natural make up on. i grabbed my files, my macbook, my bag and my keys and head downstairs. i turned off the television and layna rolled her eyes at me. " mommy! dora and boots were about to dance! " " sorry sweetie, you're gonna dance in front of your whole school if you're late on more time do you know that? " " so what? i love dancing! " " really? you're not embarrassed? " we walked over to where to shoes rack are and i help her wore her sneakers. i placed layna on my hip and we made our way to car. i buckled her up and drove off towards her school.
— at layna's school —
we both arrived at layna's school 15 minutes before the bell rings. i help her with removing her seatbelt and kiss her goodbye as she ran off to her group of friends. " bye mommy! love you! " " be safe! love you too! " i walked back into my car and head over to my boutique. you must be wondering what do i do for a living? well, i am a fashion designer and have my very own boutique! i work with people like megan fox, kylie jenner and ariana grande etc.
— at the boutique —
i parked my car, walk into the building, greet whoever's in my way and made it into my office.
" bibbidi bobbidi boo bitch! " larray walked into my office, handling me an iced macchiato. " what's up with the face shawty? you're giving me very much stress. oo! i volunteer to organise the files but i'm gay so i would probably do a bad job at it though. " i laughed. larray always knew how to make my pouting faces turn into a big smile. he sat in one of those two chairs that is infront of my desk. " so? " he questions, doing the hand signal thingy. " i made it y'all! i made. it. " nailea came through rushing the door, panting. she grabbed my iced macchiato and gulp it down. " sorry. " she say biting my straw as she soon realises that she's gulping down my drink. " i saw them. " " who's them? hello? context? " " you know, them. " " oh shit... and then what? " nailea eyes went wide open. " i don't know and don't care. he has already done so much for me to be pissed at him. i don't need him. " i stated while larray and nailea cheered me on. " but don't that mean he knows that you're here? since you saw members of his mafia" larray question. fuck. " it's just a matter of time before he's banging on my door. " " do you think he still remembers you? " " you bitch! she carried his child for a good nine months! of course he'll remember. " larray scolded nailea and i just laugh. " but on a real not- " " larray, they were in bed together. i saw and hear them with my own eyes. that's all the evidence i need. " " period. hastag girlboss. " nailea hype me up. we kinda just dropped the subjects after that and went to model clothes that i designed and talked with a few clients. " shoot, i broke a needle, i'll need to go and get some since mine are all finished. y'all want anything for lunch? my treat. " " CHICK-FIL-A " larray and nailea scream from the other room.
— at the parking lot —
i walked out of my 7 level boutique and walked over to nikita, leaning on my car. what does this bitch wants? " nikita? what are you doing here? " i cocked my head, questioning here. " someone wants to talk to you. " nikita smiled and i frowned. please don't be vinnie, please don't be vinnie i chanted repeatedly in my head. " who? " " me. " vinnie replied. fuck me! well isn't this just great. i look around to see thomas, alex, jake, calvin in a black slick car. well, not that slick if i can see them but that's beside the point. " what do you want? " i asked rudely while folding my arms together. " i want my women back. " he said. who the fuck does he think he is? doja cat? " then go get her. " i said trying to open my car door but nikita was in the way. " please move. " " nah, i like it here. " uhm- miss girl, you're literally seducing my car at this point. " angelica, please, hear me out. " he begged. " i have places to be at, vinnie. " " you're not leaving until we're done talking. " he said forcefully grabbing my arms, holding me place. " i will shout. " " like they would try to do something. " he said giving a sinister smirk and the car doors were the boys was seated open and they all came out. " vinnie, please, the last time i checked you had a bitch all up on yo- " " i killed her! " he yelled slightly. " okay and? you still sleep with h- " " i was drugged! i refused to accept the deal she offered me so she drugged me into have sex wi- " " cut the crap! you even told me yourself that you tried all the drugs in the world so that you would become " immune " to it. what bullshit. " " god, could you shut up and listen to me? " he grabbed my face roughly. " ow, you're hurting me. " " sorry. " he says, removing his hands out of my face. " i have to go. " " fine. " he said. i hop onto my car and the final thing he said to me was, " i'm gonna find you and the time, i won't let you off so easily princess. " " whatever. " i said driving off.
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