31 Days• Odell Beckham Jr. [COMPLETED & EDITING]

Day 5: Meeting him again

"I'm constantly afraid that I'm not good enough."~ Anonymous

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Leilani's Diary Entry: I couldn't sleep last night. As much as I wanted to close my eyes, I couldn't. I had too much on my mind. I couldn't help but think about Odell. Odell have to know about my condition before it gets out of hand. I already stopped taking my medicine. I don't know how long it will before I can go without it. But Odell had to know...he had to know today.

December 5,2015

"Hey Leilani you alright?" Odell asked me as he looked at me. I nodded my head. "Yea, still a little shaken up, but I'll be fine."

I told him to come back to the hotel this morning. He sat on my bed and held my hand.
"Everything's gonna be o-" I cut him of. "Please Odell, that's the last think I wanna hear." I tell him.

"Well, I'm sorry Le." He says. I smile a little. "It's fine O."

"Hey, well I got to tell you something." He says. "Great because I have to tell you something too." I say thinking about my condition.

"Ok, Ok. Me first!" Odell said excitedly. "So I was wondering if today, you would want to go out with me-Like a best friend thing. Nothing else." He asked me.

At first I was hesitant, but then I smiled and looked at him. "I would love too." I tell him.

"Great! Now...what did you have to tell me..?" He asked. I was so scared to tell him.

"Oh, just that I'm so glad that we're going out tonight, because I was gonna be bored." Damn.

He smiled at me. "Well, I guess I'll see you around 8." He says.

"Yep, 8 is fine."

He smiled at me as he headed for the door. He opened the door,"8:00" he says reminding me.

"8:00." He walks out and I close the door. I go back to the bed and flop on the bed.

"God, why is it so hard telling someone you love that you have cancer..?"

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I looked at myself in the mirror. The outfit that I brought from Odell's job was the one that I decided to wear.

I put my hair in 2 braids. I came out the bathroom and started pacing back and forth. I was trying to find a way for me to tell Odell about my cancer.

"Ok Odell I have to tell you something, don't freak out...see no, that'll make him freak." I say. Ugh, I can't do it. If I can't tell it to his face, I'll write it down.

Dear Odell,
Usually I can tell you things to your face, because it's easy. But this...I can't. It'll be too hard for you, and for me. So since I can't say it, I'll write it. Odell it's time that you'll know that I have cancer. I have about-

I heard a knock on the door. I folded up the paper and stuck it in my bag. I went up to the door to see who it was and it was Odell. I opened the door.

"I'm baaack." He says. "You ready?"

"Yea, let me just get my book bag." I say. I grabbed the bag and we left the room.

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"Haha, are you serious?" I asked. He just told me how he got his first ass whooping.

Me and Odell went to a carnival they was having on the boardwalk on the Santa Monica Beach.

I had a very good time, but telling Odell was on my mind all night.

"Hey, you got something on your mind." Odell says looking at me. "I'm find Odell." I lied.

"No you're not." He says. He grabs my face and looked at me straight in my eyes.

"I know you're lying. You're a bad liar."

I chuckle at him, but he had a straight face. "I'm serious Leilani."

"Ok, Odell sit down." I tell him as we sit on the bench. "I have to tell you something, and I need you to be strong about it." I say.

He nodded his head. "Ok, I have a really a very bad hea-"

"Excuse me, but do you have a lighter." I couldn't believe my eyes.

After all these years, I'd never thought I'll see him again....

We made eye contact for a quick second, and I immediately turned away. "Leilani..?" He looked at me but I refused to look back at him.

"I know that's not Leilani." He said. I rolled my eyes. "What do you want?" I asked him without looking at him.

"I want to talk sweetheart, I've missed-" I cut him off. "Don't you dare call me sweetheart. Don't you dare say you missed me. What happened to being a Piece of shit?" I asked.

"I was on drugs, baby but now-"

"And you're still on drugs." I cut him off. Odell was just sitting there. "Ok is there something I should know..?" He asked me.

"Wait a minute. Didn't I just see you yesterday at the hotel? I bump into you. Nigga who are you anyway?" Odell asked.

"This, Odell is, my sad ass excuse of a father." I told him. Odell looked at him and balled up his fist.

"Why you balling up your fist like you're gonna hit me or some shit." He asked.

"Because, I found out that you love to hit on women. I just want you to hit me. Hit me bitch!"

"Odell, calm down. It doesn't really matter no more." I say and cut my eyes at my 'father'

"He's irrelevant now." I say. I grabbed Odell's hand. "To answer your question, no we don't have a lighter because we don't smoke. Please, don't talk to me ever again. Thank you and have a horrible night." I say as I walked away with Odell.

The rest of the night he dropped me off. I couldn't even tell him what I wanted to.

I went back into the hotel room and flopped on my bed again.

This night has been horrible.

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What I say..? I told y'all I would update again. It's literally like 11:56 eastern time. So technically it's still Christmas✨

But how y'all feel about Leilani's dad..?

How y'all feel about Odell at the end..? Finna beat his ass😂

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