Saturday morning
I wake up around 10am. I smelt bacon and pancakes, I knew that smell. I knew that was Kamala cooking. I grab my robe and put my slippers on walking to the kitchen. I walk in and I see Kamala in her apron standing by the stove, I look around and I see that Bonnie is gone. I clear my throat, "well it's nice to see you, good morning". Kamala turns around slowly and gives me a warm smile. "Good morning baby, nice to see you as well".
I walk into the kitchen and sit at the island. "Where is Bonnie?". Kamala puts food on our plates. "She left early". I tilt my head staring at her trying to figure out if she's telling the truth or not. I take a bite of my food closing my eyes tasting all of the flavors. "This is good". Kamala sits next to me and eats her food. "Glad you like it baby". I smile as I continue to eat my food.
I look over at my phone and it's a text from Bonnie. I open it, 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲, 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐞!. I sigh deeply. Very irritated, why would she kick Bonnie out? I understand what she did but Bonnie knows now and she hasn't tried anything with me. I get it Kamala doesn't trust her but damn cut her some slack. I drink my orange juice and I place it back down giving my full attention to Kamala.
"Did you kick Bonnie out this morning?". I swallow hard tilting my head and raising my eyebrow. Kamala swallows her food and drinks her coffee, then she makes eye contact with me. "Well.. not technically". Is she coo? Like please don't piss me off this morning. "What do you mean "not technically"?".
Kamala sighs, "look Tiffany I don't trust her. I'm sorry but it's hard for me to trust everybody, she's tried to do things with you and it'll be hard for her to gain that trust back". I nod. I do understand Kamala but she gotta learn how to think sometimes. Me and Bonnie didn't kiss, we didn't fuck. We didn't do nothing but hangout like we said we were gonna do. Kamala may have boundaries but so do I.
I sigh, "okay. I understand, but me and Bonnie did nothing but have fun. We didn't have any sexual activity nun of that. I would just like for you to trust me and also give her a chance". I say with a serious face tilting my head. "Okay Tiffany, I'll try my best. I'm sorry for telling her to leave". I sigh a little, "stop being so harsh Kamala".
Kamala smirks a little then she nods. "Understand?". Kamala smiles and kisses my lips softly. "I understand you baby". I smile at her and she smiles back.
Me and Kamala decided to go for a run since we both like to workout. We ran for 30 minutes straight and decided afterwards to grab a smoothie. We went to this smoothie place, they have great options. Kamala ordered a berry smoothie and i ordered a strawberry smoothie. We sit outside in front of the smoothie place. "That workout was so good". I drink my smoothie. "Yeah I haven't ran in a little while, glad I can do it with my favorite person". Kamala says it very softly, I smile and so does she.
We drink our smoothies just enjoying the weather. A few fans wanted some pictures. "Don't mind me I'm a little sweaty from my run". Kamala and the fans laugh and take a few pictures.
After that I drove us to the grocery store, we decided we needed to stack up the fridge. We had a lot of people staring but we didn't care, we did what we came here to do. Once we made it to checkout I pulled out my card, "no it's okay Tiffany I got it". I sigh, "let me pay". I paid for the groceries she didn't say anything she just smiled.
We made it home as we stocked up the groceries in the house. I cleaned our room and washed our sheets. After that I hopped in the shower.
*𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕*
As I was prepping dinner Tiffany's phone blew up with multiple messages from Bonnie. I grabbed her phone and read the messages.
'𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐟!'
*𝟑 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬*
'𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚'
My eyes widen, I start to feel my skin boiling. I told Tiffany this heffa wasn't no good, she's a lying conniving ass hoe. I'm sorry but I don't play when it comes to Tiffany. Bonnie is obsessed with Tiffany and cannot let go. I'm done. I text Bonnie back.
'𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫'.
I smile mischievously. I place Tiffany's phone down and I continue dinner.
*𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕*
I put my silk pajamas on and I put moisturizer on my curls. I make my way to the kitchen and I smell all of the ingredients Kamala put into the food. "Well what are you making baby?". I smile as I sit at the dinner table. Kamala laughs and smiles a little, "I'm making chicken, rice and asparagus". I lick my lips. "That's gonna be delicious.. oh, are you inviting someone over for dinner?. I see three wine glasses". Kamala smiles as she pours the wine in the glasses.
"I'm inviting Bonnie over for dinner, just so I can give her a chance just like you said baby". I smile as my eyes light up. "Well that's nice of you". I take a sip of my wine.
I hear a knock on the door, before I can get up. "I'll get it baby". I sit back down and let Kamala get the door. Bonnie walks in and looks shocked like she's seen a ghost. Kamala gives her a warm smile, "come in and join us for dinner". Bonnie smiles as she put her things down on the couch. I smile as Bonnie makes her way to the table. "Heyy bon bon". We both laugh together, "Hey tiff, I love your pajamas". I smile, "thank you boo".
Kamala puts everybody's plates down and pours us some more wine. We all pray over the food and dig in. Kamala clears her throat, "so Bonnie. Tell me a little bit about you. I wanna start over since we got on the wrong foot". I smile and eat my food and Bonnie smiles as well. "Well of course my name is Bonnie, I'm 27 from NYC". Me and Bonnie laugh and so does Kamala.
"Baby did you know where I sat my phone at?". Kamala smiles, "its on the counter let me grab it for you". Kamala gets up from her seat and grabs my phone. Bonnie looks around suspiciously and sips her wine. Kamala hands me my phone and I open it checking my socials. Kamala clears her throat, "so Bonnie. Have you tried to do anything else with Tiffany. After what we discussed?".
Bonnie swallows her food and glances at me and looks at Kamala. "Of course not. I would never". Bonnie says it sarcastically, it indeed pissed Kamala off. Kamala clears her throat, "Tiffany can I see your phone real quick?". I nod and hand her my phone. Kamala opens my messages and shows me what Bonnie texted me.
"Does this ring a bell?". I stare at the messages reading them.
What the actual fuck.
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