Forty Four

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ᴏᴍɴɪꜱᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏᴠ
ᴍᴀɴʜᴀᴛᴛᴀɴ, ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏʀᴋ
ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴀʏ


Benji moved her hand around but opened her eyes once she felt empty spots in the bed next to her.

She figured Braxton and Angel were downstairs.

She yawned and stretched her body out before getting out of the bed and heading to the bathroom.

She did her morning bathroom use before washing her hands and doing her morning routine.

Once she was done with her morning routine she threw a hoodie on and headed downstairs.

As she got closer she heard giggling and laughing from the kitchen. She walked in fully seeing Angel talking and playing with Braxton while Yvette was smiling watching the with her coffee mug in her hand.

Angel looked up "Look who woke up."

Benji gave her a small smile before pulling her into her making her blush.

"Good morning y'all." Benji said kissing her cheek

"How'd you sleep?" Yvette asked pouring herself some more coffee

Benji slightly look at Angel as the images of her fucking her in the shower a few hours ago replayed in her head.

Angel faced turned red before she turned her back to go walk to the fridge.

"Good... real good." She said being petty making Angel quickly glare at her mouth stop

She chuckled lowly

Yvette nodded "I would hope so after being that disgusting cell."

"Yeah...." Benji trailed off before walking next to to Braxton who was so busy with watching whatever anime that was playing on his table and stuffing his face with pancakes

She rubbed the back of her neck and sat in the bar stood next to him.

"Hey papa." She says softly

He kept his eyes on his cartoon "Hi."

"You alright?"

She knew it probably a stupid question to ask especially since less than forty eight hours ago they both were faced with guns on their faces.

"Mhm." He hums still avoiding eye contact

"Can you look at me then?" She asks

"I don't want to." He mumbles but she heard him

They all did.

Yvette cleared her throat and motioned for her and Angel to give them some privacy to talk.

Benji frowned once they left out of the kitchen.

"Well can you tell me and talk to me on why you don't want to look at me?"

"I don't want you to get hurt. I don't want you to die." He says looking down

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