That's DADDY

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AN/ IMMA TRY TO UPLOAD QUICKER BECAUSE IK HOW IT FEELS WHEN YOU READING AND THE AUTHOR TAKES SOO LONG TO UPDATE THAT YOU FORGOT WHAT HAPPENED, SO YEAH.

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Camille woke up to her phone ringing off the hook. She seen she had 5 missed calls and three new messages. As she checked the time and realized she was late for school, another text popped up from Martavion. He had saved his name in her phone as "Marty😍😍👅" and took a fine ass picture as his contact name. He called again as his beautiful picture appeared on the screen. She slid the green button right to answer.

"Hello?" She said sleepy.
"Look whose awake... where are you?" Marty demanded.
"Well, Marty, heart eyes, heart eyes, tongue emoji... if you must know, I fell asleep at the hospital with my grandma. "
Marty laughed slightly. "I'm coming to get you. You need to go to school , be down in 10 minutes. And tell my in-law I said get well soon. " With that he hung up.
Camille smiled at her phone as she kissed her grandmother goodbye. She gave her a hug and then she left the room and waited downstairs for Marty.
Eight minutes later he showed up in an all black BMW with gold rims on the tires. He parked the car in front of the hospital and got out to open the door for her. Once inside the vehicle they drove off.
"Hey, can you stop by my house first? I want to take a shower and change and you know, get my hygiene together. " Camille asked.
"No problem baby , anything for you. " He smiled.
Camille then realized that he wasn't going to her house because he had passed her exit. "Where are you going? " she asked.
"Just chill baby. You said you wanted to change. We gone get you some clothes, don't worry."
Camille rolled her eyes, she knew he was going to take her to the mall and last time that happened, well you know...
"I just want to go to my house to put on my clothes. Clothes that I know, no one else has but me."
Marty was confused, "What the fuck are you talking 'bout?" He laughed. "Look girl, what you got on now, and imma be one hunnit witchu, you look like a baser. "
Camille laughed and shook her head. She still had on the pants that Silver gave her yesterday. "Well, I was looking cute in my Nike fit yesterday ," she hung her head down. "But I took it off. " she starts to bite her lip as she look out the window.
"Why? " he asked. His voice was deep and demanding. It made Camille smile and slightly turned her on.
"Because..."
"Shawty don't play with me, and don't lie to me. "
Camille rolled her eyes again and sucked her teeth, "This other girl at my school had the same thing on, so I took it off. She wore it better."
That was a lie, Tyler had no type of shape in that outfit.
"So , she should've took it off , especially if you was gone wear that, you might as have kept it on. Yall was just gone be two girls who wore the same shit. No biggie, feel me?"
Camille shook her head. "Well it's a little bit more complicated than that. She caught a hissyfit, so I just took it off. Now drop it, we going to get more clothes right? Damn. " Camille said crossing her arms and staring out the window. She don't like how he pressures her to tell him something like he's her dad or some shit. Why can't he just drop it? It's not that big of a deal, girls are neurotic and frankly territorial, they fight all the time for stupid shit. It's not like the world gone end.
But Marty thought differently. He knew what was up. Camille having problems with girls at her school. Noticing that she is a shy, stay-in-her-own-lane kind of girl, it's expected she might have a couple of bullies. Marty doesn't like shy girls, he especially don't like weak bitches, but he likes Camille and he is going to teach her how to stand up for herself. With the business he in, Camille, in her state right now, will get him and herself killed. But he was gone fix all that. He wasn't worried.
He pulled up to the mall anyways. Camille of course refused but she doesn't have a choice. After about 5 minutes of arguing in the parking lot Camille gave in and hopped out the car. They walked inside the store and this time Camille was careful about what she said out loud. If she liked it, she'd say it in her head. It hardly worked though, Camille's non verbal expressions gave her away and Marty practically bought everything she looked at. Camille let Marty pick her out an outfit for school, since he was a guy he couldn't really pick out the same thing Tyler maybe has or is wearing. He eventually picked out a beautiful blue dress that laced up at the top where her cleavage slightly shone threw. It stopped halfway before it reached her knees and it had long sleeves. (Picture in the media).
After he bought it Camille picked out brown wedges to go with the dress. He got a couple of jewelry for her and stopped by the food court for Auntie Annie's before they left.
Once she got in the car she couldn't stop thanking him. She really wasn't used to people spoiling her and giving her everything she wanted or needed.
"Listen, stop thanking me for I take the shit back." He said a little annoyed.
"I didn't want it in the first place." Camille mumbled.
Minutes later, he arrived at her house where Camille took a quick shower and got dressed since her mom wasn't home. She must have finally went to work, and her granddad must be at the hospital with his lover. Camille slipped on the dress, she felt really good about herself and hoped Tyler didn't bring her down today, she could use the boost in her confidence, that she felt at the moment. After completing her outfit she walked out to the car and was praised by Marty, who showered her with smiles, compliments and "Daaaaamnn shawty."'s.
Camille got in the car smiling from ear to ear, she was so in love with herself, she only prayed to god that Tyler didn't shit on her today . The ride to the school was filled with tension and anticipation from Camille, and Marty knew what was up. He pulled into the school, it was already period five out of seven. They had just came from lunch and was headed back. Camille breathed out before she opened the door, Marty grabbed her hand and sat her back down. "If any bitch, and I mean any bitch, fucks with you today... you tell them Martavion is gonna handle her." He told her.
"No one is messing with me I told you that." She lied as she bit her lip. "Besides, you can't hit a girl, especially in high school, you'll go to jail, no, prison." She got out the car and made her way to class, Marty watched as she turned heads and didn't realize it, innocent to her own beauty.