•BILLIE O'CONNELL•
Billie's Penthouse📍
New York City, NY"You good twin?" Jaquan asked me
"Yeah." I replied quickly
"You seem stressed, you aight?" He asked
"Just worried about one of my friends." I said
"Oh it's a special friend huh?" He smirked
"Something like that... it's just, I'm worried bout her." I told him
"Why?" He asked
"Well for one; there's a hurricane hitting Florida in a few days—I'm tryna get her to evacuate but she's just persistent on not leaving." I told him
"Oh I get it, you got feelings for shawty." He smirked
"What? No. No I don't." I denied
"Twin you feeling her and it's okay. Look, even though you tryna help her out of this hurricane which is really considerate and nice... you can lead a horse to the water but you can't make the horse drink from the water." He told me
"It's lead the horse to the-
"Don't correct me colonizer." He said
"Okay but still—I think she has a kid too. She slipped up and said daughter and I heard a baby in the background. What if her kid gets hurt?" I voiced
"Damn she got you crushing." He laughed
"Did she even let you fuck yet?" He asked
"Yeah." I mumbled
"She must got some million dollar pussy then." He chuckled
"Yeah." I mumbled
"Kidnap her or something, I don't know." He shrugged
"I'm gonna call her again." I told him
MEANWHILE...
•ETERNITY SMITH•
Lakefront Apartments📍
Miami, FL"Rodrick get the fuck out of my house and take your lame ass friends with you. Y'all not staying here." I spat
"Man get yo bitch and tell her to shut up, she starting to get on a nigga nerves." Dominique rolled his eyes
"Fag ass nigga stop talking to me." I mean mugged him
"Who you calling a fag?" He scrunched his face up
"Get them out and get your ass out too." I turned towards Rodrick
"We ain't got nowhere else to go, Eternity. I gave you a whole child and you gon kick me out?" He tried to guilt trip me
I don't know if he's stupid, dumb or slow but he gon have to quickly get the fuck out of my face. For one; I just lost my job and they're eating up all of the food that I bought for Dior, then for two; I lost my job and we're about to get put out because I haven't been able to pay rent due to me losing my job.
"Oh please don't use Dior as a way to make me feel bad for kicking you out. We ain't heard from you in 2 months and you don't help out with her at all. You don't buy her clothes, shoes, diapers, food, NOTHING! You just be a lame ass nigga all fucking day. You don't even spend time with her. Miss me with that shit, Rodrick." I spat
"Who the fuck you think you talking to?" He grabbed me by the neck squeezing harshly
"Stop Rod, get off of me." I clawed at his hand
"Was I all that shit when I was fucking you every day and night? Bitch you're the one that started chasing me. I didn't want your little fast ass in the first place." He threw me to the ground
"Get the fuck out of my damn face." He said before sitting down on the couch near Dlow who was asleep
"Man, this hoe get on my nerves dawg." Rod said to Domonique
"I fucking hate you." I picked myself up then went to my room
I laid in bed, hugging Dior tightly as my phone rang back to back
"What?" I answered the phone sniffling
"You okay?" Billie's soothing voice asked
"Oh hey Billie." I wiped my tears
"Why are you crying?" She asked me
"Nothing I was watching Jurassic Park." I lied
"You sure?" She asked
"Yeah." I replied
"Well uhm, I know that you said you weren't leaving Florida but I-if you like wanna stay in my penthouses in New York City until it passes over— I can get you a private jet and stuff." She voiced neurotically
"I'm not leaving Florida, Billie." I told her
Although it'd be nice due to this being a shitty apartment complex that I'm about to be evicted from, I wanna stay in Florida. New York is expensive as hell—I won't be able to take care of a baby in NYC with their high ass prices.
"Please? Just for me? I promise you won't have to pay for a thing." She begged
"I don't need a sugar momma, Billie. I can take care of myself." I told her
"You're so difficult from the other girls I've been with. Just let me help you." She huffed
"You want me to be one of those hood bitches that depend on you for everything? I'm not, Billie. I'm a grown ass woman that can take care of myself. It's weird that you're even into that." I scoffed
"I literally didn't say that. I'm just saying you're very stubborn." She said
"Oh now I'm stubborn?" I scrunched my face up
"Yes you are. Just take help when you need it—I don't wanna see you get hurt in this hurricane... or your daughter." She said
How she know about that?
"Look, I appreciate the offer but I'm fine. I don't like handouts, I'll figure something out on my own." I told her
"But-
"Bye Billie, I'll talk to you later." I said before hanging up
"Ay shordy." Rod opened my door
"What?" I glared at him
"I'm sorry for choking you and shit. You good?" He sat on the bed
"Leave me alone Rod." I told him
"We ain't got no milk left and I'm tryna eat some cereal. Can you go to the store and get some?" He asked
"Get out of my room nigga." I told him
"No. Scoot over I'm tryna go to bed." He got under my covers
I really can't stand him
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