3. Even ✔

Five

Nyeesha Brooks

"Scout! No!" I screamed as he started running outside of the gate as I was walking him.

"Nyeesha," Taylor said as he scooped Scout up in his arms.

"Thank God," I sighed. "Wassup?" I asked.

"I hope you got breakfast ready," he joked.

"Cass in there cooking, better talk to her." I told him as we walked inside.

"Good morning baby" he greeted her as he smacked her ass.

"Uh uhn," I said. "Not in the kitchen!" I whined. "Nasty asses," I mumbled before I went back upstairs to get prepared for the day.

I was going to set up the store and get everything ready for tomorrow. I promoted the shit out of this and I think it'll pay off even though it is the summer.

"Ny!" I heard Taylor scream as I packed another box.

"Yeah," I called out.

"My barber on the phone, he wants to know some details about your shop opening up soon, he trying to get some shit for his wife" he said as he entered the room. "He on the phone," he told me as he held his phone up for me to grab.

"Hello this is Nyeesha," I answered as Taylor disappeared down the hallway.

"Baby, please hear me out." I heard Chance's voice.

"You got thirty fucking seconds," I said. "29.. 28.." I counted down.

"You remind me of mac and cheese," he stated.

"Chancelor," I said sternly. "Where is this going?"

"Ny Chill," he said. "But forreal you do,"

"How so?" I asked.

"I love mac and cheese," he replied.

"Boy Chancelor, I don't have time for your corny ass games."

"Ny chill," he started. "That picture is fake, if you look closely you can tell. That ain't even me in the chair, that nigga has on bandana print joggers. Come on Ny," he sighed. "In the picture I was shirtless, where do you see my tattoo? And that nigga arms buff as hell." He said which caused me to go on Instagram on my phone and look at the photo again. "SZA ain't even in the UK, she chilling at home"

"Damn," I mumbled.

"And look, that is Rihanna with that orange hair. That ain't even SZA's head, SZA body thicker than that too." He told me as he chuckled. "Stop believing the shit you read. Guess what else I found out," he said.

"What?" I asked.

"I know who submitted the information, it was Rose. I don't even care if you beat her ass anymore because I see what she tryin' to do now." He admitted."My publicist found out MediaTakeOut paid her to release the information and it just went viral."

"Ok," I said simply. "I'm sorry," I mumbled.

I honestly felt like an ass. After looking at the photo, you can tell it was photoshopped. There's even a few people who tagged me in the original photo of Rihanna sitting on top of some model in a chair.

"Ny," Chance stated.

"Hmm"

"I love you and I wouldn't even dare cheat on you, I'll just leave you then cheat, ya hear me?" he said which caused me to chuckle.

"I love you too, and I'm sorry."

"It's cool, what are you doing?" he asked.

"I was packing a few things to take to the shop later. Remember the opening is tomorrow," I said.