Fraudulence.

15.

Yoooo, I just seen a picture of Fetty as a child on Instagram and BITCH HE SO DAMN CUTE!

Like I've been looking for these pictures and 😍 I finally saw what our future sons will look like, lmfao.

Im low-key serious, TF.....

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-Two days later

Camila...

Zoelle's new stupid ass dog, Queen, pissed me the fuck off today.

She took it to new heights with me.

She chewed up one of my favorite Chanel sandals. That drew the line for me.

So, Queen has to be shipped off to Fetty's house and he has to replace my sandals.

Of course, Zoelle was highly upset with my decision. But it had to be done because I'll be damned if the dog chews up another one of my shoes.

I had to go to work at club Attraxtions which happens to be a strip club.

I don't shake my ass for cash, but I do happen to be a bartender at the club.

No offense to the strippers out there, but I value myself too much to be taking off my clothes for money.

"I go to daddy house?" Zoelle asked with her eyebrow cocked to the side.

I playfully rolled my eyes and took her out of her booster seat. "You can clearly see his house. You're already at daddy's house." I told her.

Zoovier would be given his very first chance at babysitting Zoelle for the night.

Brianna wasn't in town for the week and I didn't have a backup. So, you see where Zoo comes in.

"Woooow." Zoelle looked up at the large house in front of us. "It's big."

She's been here before. She just insists on saying it every time we come over.

"That's what she said." Zoovier smirked, opening the door and pointing at me.

I pretended to gag and stepped inside of his house with Zoelle running in behind me. Of course she swiftly ran right past me and into Zoo's arms.

"I brought my big puzzle. 'Cause mommy don't like puzzles." She looked at me over her shoulder.

"Ooh, she on yo' ass." Zoo instigated.

"You can shut your ugly as– shut up." I rolled my eyes at him. Then I checked the time on my phone.

8:15 PM

So, I had about forty five minutes to get to the club. It only takes me about twenty so I'm good.

"You jus' mad that ZoZo like ha' daddy more than mommy." Zoovier taunted before lightly flicking my nose. 

I shrugged and clasped my hands together. "Well, I guess I should get going so I don't ruin the puzzle fun." I sarcastically spoke up while waving my hands around.

"Bye." Zoovier bluntly stated. He was getting ready to push me out of the house.

"Dang, can I say bye to my baby?" I scoffed.

"I said bye." He responded.

"Nigga, not you." I placed a look of disgust on my face. "Bye, baby." I kissed Zoelle's cheek as Fetty held her.

She giggled before she returned the kiss. "Have fun at wooooork!" She sang.

"Mommy'll try." I groaned before kissing her cheek one last time.

.....

I dragged myself out of my car and into club Attraxtions. I seriously hate my job.

But my friend from work made it easier for me to get through the night.

"Tamera, pass me that towel. I need to wipe down the bar real quick." I spoke up.

She threw me the towel and turned back to the bottles. "Biiiiitch, I should make us some drinks. But I ain't tryin' to get fired." She chuckled.

"Right?" I paused to wipe down the counter before we got a huge rush of people. "But I can't stop thinking about my baby, Zoelle. She gets the spend the night with her daddy and my nerves are really getting to me."

"Oh yeah, you did tell me that he decided to come back in the two of your lives. How's it been?"

"For me, not to great. For her, a-ma-zing." I exaggerated, putting the towel away.

"Y'all been fuckin'?" She asked with her top lip curled up.

I quietly laughed with my hand covering my mouth. She's such a character. "You're reminding me of my best friend." I mentioned.

"Answer my question, Milaaaaa!" She grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me.

"Tam, we did it twice." I shyly admitted.

Tamera kept this slick smirk on her face as she stepped back a bit. "Okay, okay."

"But I broke stuff off. It was getting too complicated and I didn't want to get hurt again, you know? If shit gets bad, I don't want anything to affect Zoelle." I explained. "She just got her dad back in her life and I would be a whole hoe to snatch that away."

"A whole hoe. Not half of a hoe, a quarter of a hoe– a whole fuckin' hoe." Tamera walked off while laughing.

"Shut up, you whole hoe!" I teased.

.....

"Aye," Tamera ran up to me, killing my little buzz. I had a little bit of Ciroq. "We need about damn near the whole supply of Remy Martin 1738."

"Well damn." I mumbled. "I'll get a couple of ice buckets for the bottles."

I followed Tamera out to the VIP area, struggling with two full buckets of ice. I nearly dropped the damn bucket once I saw who wanted the Remy.

"Ayo, Wap. Ain't this ya' baby moms–" Monty spoke before I could interrupt.

"Woooow," I dragged out as I placed the ice bucket down on the table. I stood up straight and crossed my arms across my chest. "You fa' real, Zoovier?"

He nervously took a glance at me before getting up. "Aight Camila, lemme expla–"

"This just disappointed the fuck out of me." I told him. "As much as I'd like to sit here and lecture you on what it's like to be a good parent," I walked back behind the bar. "I have work to finish."

"Camila," Zoovier practically pleaded as he reached for my hand.

I glared at him before evilly speaking, "Will-ie."