XXII: My secret is...

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Six Months Later...

Me and Drake have been back together for about three months now. I told Quincy that we could just be friends. I don't know how he will take that but I just told him me and Drake are together and he didn't seem phased or pissed off.

I was at work. Yes biiiitcchh I got a job, Ayeee. At McDonald's. It ain't much but its a start.

"Welcome to McDonalds how may I help you?" I said into the head piece.

"Give me a double stack cheese burger, medium sized fries, a medium sized Coke-A-Cola drink, and two chicken nuggets." The random voice said with a ghetto ass accent.

I rolled my eyes and began making the order.
"Will that be all for today?"

"Yeah..."

" That would be a total of 12.34, okay pull to the second window." I said as I put their order into a bag.

As they came to the window. I had my hand out waiting on the money. She gave me the exact change and I gave her the bag. As I slid the window close the woman was in the car checking her bag. As I put the money in the cash register, a horn went off. I turned around with a stank face. I know she didn't just blow her horn at me. I opened the window with a fake smile.

"I didn't get enough fries... Y'all been real stingy with these damn fries..." The fat bitch said angrily.

"Well ma'am ... We can only put two scoops of fries in there..." I said getting aggravated.

"Two scoops!? What the fu..." I cut her off.

"Bi-..." I took a deep breathe. "Just give me the bag." I said snatching it from her. As I looked in the bag for the fries, I noticed the fries were hurried under the food. I know this fat bitch didn't lie just to get some more fries.

I walked back to the window and handed the woman the same bag, she looked through it and her face scrunched up.

"You didn't do shit..."

"Nope I didn't..."

"I wanna see the manager..."

"I'm the manager bitch..."

"Excuse me?? I JUST WANT MORE FRIES!"

"bitch you want some fries?? Huh??" I said as I grabbed a handful of hot fries and tgrew it on her.

"There bitch ..." I said getting annoyed.

The fat bitch began to eat the fries.

"TRE!" The manager said.

I sighed.

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Drake P.O.V

The door bell rang and I crawled out of bed but nothing but my boxers. I walked down the stairs and finally got to the door. I looked out the door to see Kiara. I thought about just leaving her ass there and leaving. But... She was crying. I slowly opened the door. She was holding a white item in her hand. I looked at her confused.

"What's that?" I asked her.

"I'm pregnant Drake..." She said sniffling.

I looked at her confused then I instantly thought about Tre and how this wasn't going to be well.

Just a little something to update.

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