A/N: yes I mean captain puffy, so it would spice up the story. I mean no hate to puffy in anyway and personally think she's really nice, once again no hate to puffy. Also I'm mixing the album up a little bit.
Becca's pov:
The rage I saw in y/n's eyes when she talked to puffy was like no other, borderline pissed. She leaves the room and cara goes back into frame.
"Sorry about that lovely" she says as she sits down again, my jaw is practically to the floor.
I didn't get to say anything before y/n comes bursting through the door with her drum set, a speaker, and a microphone. Oh god help me now. "I feel like singing." She says setting her drum up. Obviously if I stop her now it's not going to end well considering when her ADHD tells her to do something she has to do it.
"What are you going to sing about? Fucking Becca?" I hear cara yell into her in so y/n could hear. "Yes actually" y/n says cocking her head back to look at cara. Lord help me now.
She starts hitting her drums faster and faster while she had the biggest smile on her face. "Can't take it back once it's been set in motion
You know I love to rub it in like lotion
If you only pray on Sunday
Could you come my way on Monday?
'Cause I like to do things God doesn't approve of if she saw us" she starts as my face starts to go pink. I'm in for it now.
"She couldn't look away, look away, look away
She'd wanna get involved, involved, involved
And what would people say, people say, people say
If they listen through the wall, the wall, the wall?" She continues, guess neither me nor cara realized that she was serious about singing about sex. I turned to cara and both of our jaws were hung low.
"I can see it clear as day
You don't really need a break
Wanna see what you can take
You should really run away
I wanna do bad things to you (to you)
I wanna make you yell (yell)
I wanna do bad things to you (to you)
Don't wanna treat you well" those words sent shivers down my spine. She's not holding anything back. Puffy was speechless, honestly the first time in a while she hasn't said anything or criticize something y/n was doing.
"Can't take it back once it's been set in motion
You know I need you for the oxytocin
If you find it hard to swallow
I can loosen up your collar
'Cause as long as you're still breathing
Don't you even think of leaving" her words were targeted to make cara uncomfortable and it was working. Sometimes she's to smart for her own good.
"Not gonna wanna look away, look away, look away
You're gonna wanna get involved, involved, involved
And what would people say, people say, people say
If they listen through the wall, the wall, the wall?" She says looking me dead in the eyes, putting me at ease in a way.
"I can see it clear as day
You don't really need a break
Wanna see what you can take
You should really run away
Other people wouldn't stay
Other people don't obey
You and me are both the same
You should really run away
Bad things
To you" she says now glaring at the non moving cara.
"I wanna do bad things to you
I wanna make you yell
I wanna do bad things to you
Don't wanna treat you well" she finishes before getting up.
Both me and cara were speechless. "What cara? Got nothing to say now?" She laughs.
