Jennie is 25 she's struggling to keep up with her two jobs. she's an orphan and she has a 2 year old daughter named Angel, her ex boyfriend left her when she was pregnant. She's also a great painter.
Lisa is 28 she's a billionaire. She has hotels, c...
I spent the whole morning looking at my phone, why was I so nervous to call her. I mean, does my heartbeats increasing when I see her count as cheating? I mean I'm not even into Diana, she's nice and all but like I don't feel the connection.
"Fuck it"
I waited for her to pick up and she did, she sounded like she was busy and breathless, maybe she's at work.
"Hello? Who's this?" Oh I was taking too long to answer, I cleared my throat and just tried my best not to sound nervous.
"Jennie?"
"Oh hi, I didn't think you'd call" she chuckled, why did my heart jump at the sound of her chuckle.
"I- ehm I think I'm ready to talk, I- yeah. Sorry I took too long to call"
The background noises have stopped completely, and all I can hear was her soothing voice.
"Yeah of course, do you want you come to my house later? I'll send you the address" I nodded, wait why am I nodding. She can't see me. God I'm such an idiot.
"Yes! I mean, yes that would be wonderful" and I hanged up.
Why was talking to her on the phone made me more nervous than shooting someone in the face.
Jennie's POV
It was almost the time for Lisa to arrive and I didn't even know what to tell my kid. It's been an hour since I came back from work and me and Angel just sat staring at each other intensely.
"Why are we here momma?"
"Lisa is coming" I blurted out, her eyes widened but her smile was even wider.
"But she's sick, she doesn't remember you or me"
"Then why is she coming to our house" she asked suspiciously, why does she have to be this smart.
"Because she wants to remember"
A few minutes later of me explaining to Angel why Lisa couldn't remember anything, we heard the doorbell was heard through the house.
"I think that's her, don't jump on her like you always do" I warned her,
I walked to the door and there she stood, for the first time in a while she was wearing casual clothes. A simple hoodie and some jeans.
"Can I come in?"
"Yeah.." I stepped out of the way, she looked around for a while until she reached the kitchen.
"Hi there" she waved nervously at Angel, the kid just looked at her suspiciously.
"You look weird" said Angel, oh god here we go again.
"What do you mean?"
There in the middle of it, stood one canvas hidden under a white sheet. Since I moved here, it was in this room, I didn't look at it not even once.
"What's that?" She asked curiously. A dog, it's a fuckin painting. I internally rolled my eyes.
"See for yourself" I let go of her hand and she slowly walked in front of it, her hands gently grabbed the white sheet and pulled off of the canvas.
"Wow"
"Yeaah..." I said leaning on the door frame with my arms crossed, I just stood there looking at her scanning the painting.
"You're really good" I heard her mumble,
"Maybe you can do a different one?" She asked, a different one?
"What do you mean?" She turned and looked at me. A small smile was plastered on her face,
"I want you to paint me Jennie" why did that sound so seductive in my head? Is it maybe the lack of sexual intimacy that's making me turned on with everything she says.
"I don't know if I can Lisa..."
"Please, maybe it'll help. We'll go back to the same place this was painted, maybe seeing you do your thing will spark something" she looked so desperate, would it be a good idea if I do this? Am I going to regret it? All types of questions were running inside my head. But one answer left my lips.
"Okay..."
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