India In The Hustle

Chapter 4

INDIA

   It's been a little over two weeks since the Brandon incident and I have been getting back to my normal self without my parents questioning me. I didn't tell my parents for a reason I honestly feel like I'm their trouble child. They have been saving me since my high school days and they still doing it and I'm an adult. Sometimes I just rather keep to myself and be private with my life even if it doesn't go right.

   "You can't go in there." I heard my assistant yell as I looked up seeing Brandon come into my dressing room. Picking up my phone as I was about to call security.

"India please." He said as I put the phone down.

"Brandon please leave." I said standing up as he looked at me.

"Just give me a minute." He said as I bite the corner of my lip.

"Brandi it's okay." I told her as she nodded her head walking out closing the door behind her.

   "Start talking." I said looking at him as I put my hand in the phone I wasn't taking any chances.

   "Can I sit down." He asked me.

   "No." I said as he nodded his head.

   "India I'm sorry truly I am I never meant to put my hands on you it was a mistake." He said looking at me.

"Why'd you do that to me Brandon." I said feeling the tears in my ears as I turned away from looking at him.

"I don't know India. I get angry quick, but in working on it and I hope you can accept my apology. I am sorry that shit was foul." He said coming up to me but I moved back.

"You can leave now." I said wiping my face.

   "Let me prove it to you." He said making me frown.

   "Prove what to me. You said you're sorry there's nothing else to prove." I said crossing my arms.

   "If you change your mind. I made reservations at your favorite restaurant." He said walking out my office. Sitting down as I signed checking my schedule.

   "Brandi I will be leaving early today. Transfer my photoshoots to tomorrow and did you send the contract papers to my daddy." I said in the intercom.

"Yes I did Ma. Westbrooks." She said as I grabbed my purse shutting down my computer.

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"Morgan I am never working with you again. Your never on time." I said into the phone. Morgan asked me to model for her business and of course I said yes.

   "Sis we pulling up now." He said as I hung up the phone. Waiting for them to come up as I pulled out my phone texting Bree we were supposed to meet up tonight. She had some important news to tell me.

   "Baby sis." I looked up to see Morgan walking over to me with her friend behind her along with a man.

   "Your late." I said frowning as she threw her arm my shoulder. Morgan was taller than me. She is thick as hell.

"We family." She said kissing my cheeks as I moved her back. I don't know how many times I tell people not to do that.

"Next time you do that. I'm gone punch you." I said as she smacked her lips laughing.