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"𝐈𝐕𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐓?" Ivory heard Dominique yell from downstairs.

"In the bathroom!" She yelled back combing the wig back to make sure it was straight. Hearing heavy footsteps, she placed the comb down peeking her head out the door seeing her husband making his way towards her.

"I got you some breakfast downstairs. What you doing?" He asked touching her hair while looking her through the mirror.

"Getting ready for my photoshoot. How you been lately?" She asked simply because the next question she was gonna ask was either gonna turn out good or bad.

"I been chilling. Making money and shit. Why?" He asked tilting his head while squinting. She sucked her teeth and looked in the mirror.

"Cause last night, one of the dudes that was at the gas station had saw me. He said you owed him and his boys some money." She stated while doing her edges. She looked over and saw her husband just staring at her.

"You gonna explain that or do I have to find out the reason of that too?" She said getting angry about the situation. If he needed money he could've just asked her. She always wanted to help the people in her life but she couldn't if they don't tell her what's wrong.

"I took some money from them when I was at they funky ass warehouse. They slow enough to have that shit just laying around." He said shrugging his shoulders leaning on the wall and Ivory look over at him.

"No you're dumb for taking it. That was probably one of their traps or plans just to see if you was going to take it dumb ass." Ivory popped his arm with the comb, "And how much you owe 'em?" I asked and he start scratching his head.

"About half a million." He said lowly but Ivory heard it loud and clear.

"The fuck you mean half a million? No way they had that much money out like that." She yelled getting angrier by the second.

"Naw they kept adding on. Now I gotta have this shit by next week. They ain't gon' do shit." He said walking out the bathroom and sat on the bed pulling out his phone. Ivory stood there in disbelief because he didn't care that this was probably a life or death situation.

She sighed walking out the bathroom then going downstairs into the kitchen seeing the breakfast tied in the bag. She didn't even have an appetite anymore so she just grabbed one of her purses along with her car keys and walked out the door.

Climbing into the black Jeep she owned, she tossed the purse into the passenger seat. Grabbing her phone out of her back pocket, she pressed the FaceTime app and pressed the contact that read 'Indiaaaa'.

As the call was connecting she started the car. "Hey bitch!" India dragged while straightening the bonnet on her hair without messing up the edges that was laid.

"Hey- girl why you not dressed? The shoot is in a hour!" Ivory asked with concerned in her voice because she was. India was always early to places so this was shocking.

"Sky stayed asleep all night and I took that advantage. Was not finna waste that opportunity." She said mumbling while getting up showing her daughter sleeping in the little bed in the corner of the room. Of course Sky had her own room, sometimes she just wanted to come in her mother room and sleep there.

"Awww she's literally the cutest!" Ivory said finally pulling out the driveway to head to the photoshoot that started at 10:45 and it was now 9:29. The place 30 minutes away and they still needed time to get dressed so the time she was leaving the house was reasonable

"Look just like her daddy. Anyway what you calling me for on this lovely morning?" India asked walking into the bathroom sitting her phone up against the counter.

"I can't call my bestie?" She asked and India jerked her head back with her face scrunched up. "Hell naw." Ivory rolled her eyes.

"Okay the fuck? Anyway girl so you remember we went to the club last night right?" She paused and India nodded making her continue. "Ight so when I left to go get something to eat, one of the Chicago rappers came up to me and said that Baby had owed him and his boys some money!" She explained and India eyes went wide as she brushed her teeth.

"Bro you're kidding!" She said and Ivory shook her head, "Guess how much he owe them." She said and India shrugged.

"A couple thousand...20 thousand...100 thousand...well how much then?" She asked pausing everytime Ivory shook her head.

"Half. A. Million. Dollars!" She stated with a straight face.

"Girl stop playing on my phone. Are you serious?" India asked.

"As fuck!" She said shaking her head getting angry all over again. He made her upset just by being around her most of the time but this situation just added to cherry on top. She would want to help but she wanted him to do this alone. She was tired of helping.

"Oh he knows how to piss somebody off, I swear." Ivory mumbled.

"Chile...i don't know what to tell you on this situation sis. This the type of shit that be on movies." India replied shaking her head while putting toothpaste on her toothbrush.

"I know. I'm just over it." She said feeling the tears about to fall.

"Oh my gosh boo don't cry. Leave that lame ass nigga and get you real one. You know what, after we take pictures we can have a girls day." India said quickly before placing the toothbrush in her mouth.

"I guess we can. See you at the building." Ivory said dryly and India nodded grabbing the phone and hanging up.

Ivory took a deep breath then let the tears fall while gripping the steering wheel. She was glad she didn't wear any make up cause that would've been ruined. She was disappointed in her husband but she always knew he wasn't shit. She stayed because she was already married to him when he started to show his ways.

Getting married at 20 was probably one of her biggest regrets she made in her life and now that was crushing her. She was only 23 and she wanted to be freed so bad but it felt like something was keeping the gate shut. She prayed the gate will open soon or she might not make it out.

1115 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠!