Thou Shall Not Sin

TSNS 11

Paisley, Kylie, and Miracle in MM

Kylie POV

"I hope you have a great time in Cali. Your first photoshoot in 13 years. I can't believe it. What you gon do up there with the big wigs?" Paisley asked as we walked into the airport.

It had been two days since I left August house. We had a ball. We didn't have sex or anything, but we did build a great friendship. I'm not interested in a relationship right now because I'm already in one and I'm trying to figure out what to do with that.

"Probably enjoy the place. I haven't been to Cali in seven years. And that was for a meeting to help pick out models for a fashion show. Now I'm gonna be modeling again. I hope I still got it." I said practicing my strut.

"You never lost it." Paisley said.

"Thanks Pai. What you gon do while I'm gone?" I asked.

"Same thing I stay doing. Get my money, get some dick, get some slee, get something to eat. Boom." She said making me laugh.

"Girl I can't with you." I said shaking my head.

I saw a familiar face. The face of the church whore, Miracle. There was no doubt in my mind she'd slept with or was sleeping with my husband. I rolled my eyes and tried not to let my anger show.

"There go the church ho." I said to Paisley, smirking.

"Girl ew. She look like she got down syndrome. I don't know who would fuck her." Paisley said.

I almost choked on air. Paisley will say anything. I swear she has no filter or chill.

"That's an insult to people with down syndrome." I said shaking my head.

"Girl hell yea. She look like that slauth from ice age." She said before we both busted out laughing.

Paisley is just too much. I shook my head and sat down on the bench. I had another hour before I had to get on the plane and fly off to California. I just liked to hang out at the airport, so I always came there early.

"But seriously, I don't know what niggas see in her. She not that cute. Yea she got a body, but her body not all that." Paisley said scrunching up her face.

Paisley was right. She wasn't that cute, but she was cuter than me. Her body was better than mine. She was better than me in ways I couldn't explain. Ever since I've gained all this weight, I've felt as if I was the most ugly disgusting thing on the planet. Here she comes fucking my husband and has perky breasts, an hour glass figure, a flat stomache, and no love handles. I have a pot belly, big love handles, flabby arms, and stretch marks everywhere. I don't have an hourglass figure or a pair shape. My butt and thighs have dimples. I'm not perfect or sexy in any way.

I sat there trying to fight back tears. Paisley noticed and hugged me. I let the tears flow. I noticed a few people looking at me, but I didn't care. I needed to let it out.

"It's okay. Don't cry Kylie. You have so many people who love and care about you. If you wasn't the shit, you wouldn't be about to slay these hos and model them ecpensive ass clothes." Paisley said.

It took a little convincing, but Paisley got me out my feelings. I went to the restroom to fix my makeup.

As I finished fixing my lipstick and re applying my mascara, the door opened and closed. I saw Miracle walk in, glance at me, smirk, and go into a stall. As I was putting my makeup back in my bag a few minutes later, Miracle came out the stall and stood next to me washing her hands.

I could smell my husband's cologne on her. That pissed me off.

"Hey Mother Lockville." She said being fake.

"Bitch cut the fake shit. I know you been fucking my husband. Honestly, you can have him. I hope he treats you like shit just like he did me." I said before turning to leave.

"Wait." I stopped in my tracks. "I am sleeping with your husband. But you're the one who stayed with him knowing I was. If you had any kind of backbone, you wouldn't stay with the sleaze bag." She said pursing her lips.

"You don't know shit about me. So don't come to me acting like you better than me. You fucking whore. You fucking people's husbands and boyfriends for a hobby while it's us real women out here trying to be faithful and honest. You walking around here with every disease probably talking about a back bone. Bitch I'd rather miss a back bone than some walls." I said getting in her face.

"Get your fat nasty looking ass out my face. That's why I just left from riding your husband's dick. It felt great too. He actually put it on me pretty good." Miracle said putting her hands on her hips.

I was taken aback. I was speechless. Hurt welled up in me. But then that hurt turned to rage and I couldn't control myself. I grabbed Miracle by her weave and slung her ass into the sink counter. When she finally hot the floor, I began to punch and kick her. She tried to scream and cry, but I put my boot covered foot on her mouth.

"If you ever even look at me again, I will kill you." I said before turning around and leaving.

As soon as I walked back over to Paisley, who was scrolling through her instagram and chewing gum, they called for my flight. I gave Paisley a quick hug and grabbed my bags before boarding the plane.

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