Chapter 64

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After breakfast me and Tiffany decided to lay back and just watch a few movies. We got interrupted by a knock at the door. "I got it". Tiffany nodded. I got off of her lap and I went over to the door. I opened it and it was my secret agent. I motioned him to come in and I closed the door behind him.

We both walked over to sit down on the couch. I sighed, "good morning". He nodded, "good morning Madam President". Tiffany sighed as she turned the movie off. My secret agent Tyrone sighed. "Well after everything that happened last night you two can't stay here". I looked over at Tiffany as her eye brow raised. "Excuses me?. We can't stay here?".

Tyrone shifted in his seat slightly. "Well.. he did pull a gun out on you tiff". I ran my fingers through my hair slightly as I sighed deeply. Tiffany spoke again, "listen.. I'm not scared of that motherfuckah. He's not finna run me out of my house over some bullshit". I rubbed my temple as I sighed again. "Tiffany.. baby. Calm down okay?". She sat back and sighed a little.

Tyrone made eye contact with me, "Listen.. I get where you both are coming from.. but I don't think it's safe.. not until Kamala speaks with the police". I nodded as I looked over at Tiffany. She sighed and nodded a little. "Fine. Where are we gonna stay?". We both looked at Tyrone as he began to speak.

"We rented out a Airbnb where there's nothing but trees and no neighbors. The Airbnb is practically tucked away". Me and Tiffany looked at each other with a slight smile. I sighed, "okay well. I'll probably be able to speak with the police tomorrow morning". Tiffany and Tyrone nodded. I sighed, "are we leaving tonight?". Tyrone shifted in his seat again. "Yes. You guys have 3hrs to get packed".

We both nodded.
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The car ride to the Airbnb was silent. Me and Tiffany didn't talk as much. I could feel the tension and i decided I didn't wanna bother her. I looked out the window as I noticed we were approaching the house. I sat up placing my hands in my lap as we drove down the rocky driveway.

The car stopped abruptly and the secret agents got out of the car. The door opened as I stepped out. The fresh air blowing and the tall green trees. I sighed as I walked towards the porch, Tiffany followed behind me. Tyrone unlocked the door and handed me the key. I nodded as I stepped inside smelling the warm pumpkin and the toasted fireplace.

I smiled as I walked around checking everything out. The secret agents stopped in front of me. "We're gonna check around and make sure there's no cameras". I nodded. They wandered off. I stepped into the kitchen checking it out. "This is beautiful". I murmured. The marble counters, the nice wooden white cabinets melted my heart.

As I looked over at the balcony door I noticed Tiffany was sitting out there. I sighed deeply as I ran my fingers through my hair. I hope Tiffany is really okay. She always puts on this tough girl act and she always acts as if everything is okay. As I got lost in thought secret agent Tyrone walked in. "Everything is clear. We will be here tomorrow morning 8am sharp to check on the both of you. We also ordered takeout it should be here soon. You two have a great night".

I smiled and nodded. "Okay and thank you so much have a great night as well. See ya tomorrow". Tyrone nodded as he left and locked the door behind him. I took of my coat and stepped towards the door very slowly. I watched Tiffany sit out there she seemed to be lost in thought about something.

I opened the door and stepped outside as I stood behind her. I cleared my throat as i walked over to her. She made eye contact with me and slightly smiled. "Hey babe". She said very calmly. I smiled a little, "Hey. Why are you out here? What's wrong?". I said very calmly and soft.

Tiffany stayed silent for a moment. All you could hear was trees and the loud crickets. She sighed, "I'm just.. in my head about everything. It breaks my heart that I have to reside somewhere else because of Doug". I nodded as I placed my warm hand on her back. I rubbed her back slowly as my hair blew in the wind.

"I'm— I'm sorry Tiffany.. I feel bad that this happened". Tiffany pulled away. I could see the hurt, the anger and the resentment. She sighed deeply before she popped off. "Kamala.. I don't think you understand what I'm feeling right now.. this man sat there and pulled a gun out on me and pointed it to my fucking head like it was nothing". Her voice cracked as she broke down.

I reached out to her and she pulled away. She sniffled as the tears ran down her face. "And you think I was suppose to leave my house because this bitch ass nigga decided to do this?. And I'm supposed to be scared?". My eyes widened by the sudden change and the choice of her words.

The anger in me started to build up. I took off immediately. "Excuse me?. I felt the exact same way I didn't wanna leave the house". Tiffany laughed as she rubbed her temple. "Kamala. You sat there and you didn't have a say in anything, you sat there and told me to "calm down?".

Tears ran down my face as my lips began to Tremble. I scoffed, "you know what. You're right. Everything's my fault". I brushed past Tiffany and went back into the house slamming the balcony door shut.
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As I climbed into bed Tiffany stared at me as if she had something to say. She cleared her throat, "I didn't mean it like that". I rolled my eyes as I pulled the covers over me. "I don't wanna talk about it right now. Good night". I turned over and laid down.

Whatever.
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Author note

Okay so I won't say this is the best chapter but I promise the other one will be better. But I hope you all enjoyed feel free to leave a comment also don't forget to vote 💙

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