Chapter 4

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A few hours later.

When we left my house, I decided to go quit my job. They were sad to see me go. I've created so many memories and friends just hurts to see them go. After that, we went to the mall and downtown LA to look for the outfits for the boys since they have a photo shoot next month. Most of the shopping was just me. Madison left early to go for an audition. I also brought things to replace what was thrown away.

I went to Michael's and Home Depot to get some paints and supplies. Ever since I was little, I've been obsessed with drawing, painting and crafts. I stopped doing them when I meet Michael. I have a spare room where I had everything but I went to go visit my family with Madison in North Carolina, he threw everything away and changed it into his man cave. Ever since that day, I just didn't do it any art related stuff except for my job which I appreciate so much. Now that he's no longer in my life and Edwin and I cleared out that room, I want to change it back and start again.

A few hours later.

I put tape where it was needed so paint won't go on it. I started to put primer on the walls to start off with but since the tape took most of the time, I got hungry. I got on the Uber eats app and order myself mexican food. While I waited, I continued to paint more walls. I still needed one more wall. I was planning on taking off the closet doors and replacing them with something better. There's just so much I want to do with this room.

A few minutes later.

I had loud music playing in the background to the point where I didn't hear anyone knock or walk in. I was singing and dancing when I heard my music stopped. I turned around to see Madison, Edwin and the boys with my food.

*you screamed*
Y/N: omg! How long have you guys been standing there?
Madison: just a few minutes
Y/N: you guys really walked in my house without any sounds?
Nick: we knocked but you didn't answer
Edwin: and we saw your food at the door
*he hands it to you*
Y/N: thank you and sorry I was a bit busy
*Madison looks around*
Madison: wait is it coming back?
Austin: is what coming back?
Zion: don't tell me he's coming back?
*you saw Edwin get a bit mad as well as Zion*
Y/N: relax he's in jail so he ain't coming back
Madison: and he's getting a restraining order
Zion: good because I was gonna beat his ass
*you both laugh & you guys walked to the dinning room*
Y/N: my guess we can call art studio is coming back
Madison: ahhh it's about time you brought it back
*she hugs you*
Austin: you do art? Do you have any to show?
Y/N: oh no I wish I did
Brandon: can we ask why you dont?
Madison: when Y/N and I went home for a few weeks, Michael stayed because he had "work" to do
Y/N: and when we came back I saw that my art was gone and when I asked him about it and he told me he took all of them to the junk yard and sold some of them
All: what?
Nick: and he didn't give you the money?
*you laugh as Austin slaps him on the arm*
Nick: what?
Y/N: no he used the money to do his man cave
Edwin: that's fucked up
Madison: Y/N didn't talk to him for days
Nick: why not end it there?
Austin: if my girl would've done that she's out
Y/N: well I was but then we went for our trip that we planned and we reconnected and I forgot about it
*you got up to throw away your food*
Y/N: point is I was stupid and want it back so I'm painting my room and I'm going to decorate it and start painting
Madison: well we're excited to see it happen
Y/N: now can I ask why y'all came?
Edwin: well we came to see if you wanted to go get dinner but you already ate
Y/N: oh gosh I'm sorry I wouldn't ate if I knew
Nick: we can do it tomorrow
Y/N: oh I can't
Brandon: why not?
Madison: it's our yearly girl's trip
Zion: can we go?
Austin: are you a girl?
Nick: no but we can wear a wig and talk about boys and paint our nails and braid hair
*you all laugh*
Y/N: it's a trip not a sleepover
Madison: maybe next time you guys can come along
Zion: we can go to Miami
Everyone: yess!
Y/N: then that sets it a year from tomorrow we're going to Miami

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