ODELL
"That was fucked up Morgan." I told Morgan as her sister walked away from us.
"She needed to hear it anyways." She mumbled as I shook my head walking out the elevator.
"Odell." Turning my head as I looked at Chyna coming over to us.
"Handle that O." Morgan said dapping me then leaving.
"What you want Chyna." I said as she crossed her arms looking at me.
"How you gone leave me in the shoot by myself." She said raising her voice. Smirking grabbing her arms as we walked to my car. Opening the door pushing her ass inside.
"Stop it Odell. You're hurting me." She yelled as I locked the doors.
"Chyna you testing my patience. What you complaining for." I yelled while driving off. This is why I don't deal with her.
"You are leaving me at a photoshoot where I don't know anyone. What was I supposed to do." She whined.
"I don't know figure it out. You're a grown women Chyna." I said as she looked away from me.
"Ungrateful." I mumbled.
"Odell I'm sorry." She said grabbing my arm. I push he off me as she kissed my neck.
"What I told you Chyna. You can't be doing that." I said as she smiled at me.
"Let me take care of you daddy." She said undoing my belt.
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"Mom dukes." I yelled walking through the guys as u smelt her cooking.
"Boy what I told you about yelling." She said as I walked inside the kitchen.
"What I told you about smoking weed." I said sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Boy I'm grown. I do what I want." She said shaking her head taking her joint out her hand.
"Your old ass need to stop smirking." Watching her pull the joint off her lip as she turn the pot off.
"Why you brought me this big ass house, but I don't have grand babies or a future daughter." She said as I scratched my head.
"Ma chill you meet Chyna." I said looking at her as she turn her lips.
"What that saying y'all say." She said as I frowned.
"Ma what you talking about." I laughed this women know she crazy.
"You guessed it." She said while Milly Rocking.
"Ma chill." I said standing up pulling my pants up.
"I'll see you later mama." I said trying to kiss her cheeks but she moved me back.
"Boy I don't know where your lips been. Probably on that stanly girl Chyna." She said as I frowned. She always extra.
"Mama I don't do that." I said kissing her cheek.
"Love you son." She said as we hugged.
"Love you to ma." I mumbled. As I was leaving hearing her turn on some music before I left. As long as mama happy I don't care about anyone else.
INDIA
"Reservations for Brandon Jackson." I told the hostess as she looked down.
"Right this way ma'am. He's expecting you." She said as I smiled at her following her.
"I see you came." Brandon said standing up pulling out my chair sitting down putting my purse in my lap.
"You said you had something to prove." I said grabbing my glass as the waiter filled it up with water.
"India I'm really sorry." He said reaching over touching my hand making me quickly remove it.
"I deserve that." He said looking at me.
"Yea you deserve a lot." I said as he looked at me.
"I deserve that too." He said.
"Look India what I did to you was fucked up. I didn't mean all the stuff I did. My anger I just don't know to control it." He said as I watched him pull out some papers.
"I've been working on my anger management classes it's been helping me." He said as I nodded my head.
"I just want to prove to you that it was a mistake India. Everything I did in our relationship was a mistake. Just give me a chance to start over let me show you my different side." He said as I signed putting my glass down.
"Okay." I said looking at him as his smile grew bigger.
"Thank you Indie. You wouldn't regret it." He said as I lightly smiled I hope not.
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India In The Hustle
Teen FictionIndia Westbrooks daughter of Candice and Warren finds out the hard way about love as she rises to the top of her career. Follow India as she meets the new guy in town making his way into her heart will it be for good or bad.