I walked inside the house hanging my keys up on the key rack. I had no clue if Odell was home yet, I know that Messiah is at a sleepover. I walked through the house trying to see if Odell was here. I went into his man cave and there he was sitting in his chair watching Boyz N The Hood. His eyes was still glued on the tv so I just walked over to him. He glanced over "Hey" he smiles pulling me down onto his lap kissing my lips.
"How was practice?" I ask him. "Long. I'm tired" Odell replies with a sigh.
"We have the house to ourselves tonight so you better get some energy" I reply with a slight chuckle. He smirks licking his lips. "Whatchu do today?" He asks.
"I went out with Taylor and Briana. But first I went and met up with Erika." I tell him.
"Erika? As in-"
"Your ex Erika. Yeah" I answer before he could even finish his sentence. He looks at me and just laugh "And what happened?"
"She got out of hand, so I had to check ya lil friend. You'll probably hear about it" I tell him, of course TheShadeRoom would be the first person to release the story.
"You got into a fight?" Odell laughs "Did you beat her ass?" He asks with a little smirk.
"Of course I did, she tried to hit me so I dragged her ass across the table" I chuckle. "You know I don't want you fighting, don't do that again" Odell replies sternly, I found it amusing how quickly his mood changed.
"Make sure your exes don't get out of hand and I won't" I roll my eyes and attempt to get up but he pulls me back down. "Fix ya lil attitude"
"I don't have one" I snap back, I have no why idea I said it like that, I was perfectly fine. I laugh at myself and kiss his lips "I'm fine" I stand up and his slaps my butt hard and I yelp aloud. I walked out the room headed upstairs to our bedroom. I kick off my Jordan's and plop down on my stomach on the bed then eventually I was knocked out. I woke up because someone slapped my ass, I groaned not wanting to get up
"C'mon I'm hungry" I hear Odell. I roll over putting my legs in the air before spreading them. He just chuckles "I'll have dessert later" I start to laugh sitting up rubbing my eyes "Put on your shoes" I climb off the bed slipping back on my shoes before following him out the room.
We get in the car and he starts to drive, I had no idea where we were going to eat we pulled into ChicFilaA's drive thru. I get the same thing all the time so Odell didn't even bother asking me what I wanted. My phone starts to ring I look at he called I.d and it was Taylor I slide my finger across the screen to accept the call and I put the phone up to my ear.
"What's up?" I answer. "Have you been on TheShadeRoom?!" She yells into the phone. I just start laughing "They talking about how I whooped shorty ass?" Odell looks over at me and just laughs.
"No, they're claiming you and Trey are having an affair!" Taylor shouts. "What?!" I yell loudly. "Yes. They're saying y'all been getting close lately"
"He's Odell's best friend!" People just make up stories now-a-days. Me with Trey?! Hell no! He's Odell's best friend that's fucking grimy as hell. "I'mma call you back" I didn't even give her a chance to respond I just hung up. I instantly went TheShadesRoom's Instagram page. "What's wrong?" I hear Odell asks me but I was too focused on this bullshit.
The post was picture of Trey and I sitting court side at the game yesterday and they cropped out Taylor. They were painting this picture that Trey and I were flirting all night which was a complete lie, I was focused on putting him on with Taylor. Then they had the nerve to say the argument Dell and I had before the accident was about my affair. Oh my god! Never in a million years would I cheat on Odell, especially with Trey!
"Summer, what's wrong?" Odell asks. "They're claiming I'm having an affair with Trey!" I shout irritated reading another post by BallerAlert. I read the comments and everyone was calling me a hoe for sleeping with Odell's best friend, tagging Odell telling him to leave me, telling me to kill myself etc.
Odell takes the phone from my hand and reads the post for himself. He laughs "This is straight bullshit" he hands me back my phone. "This isn't funny! Everyone is calling me a hoe and sending me death threats"
"Death threats?" Odell face scrunches up glancing over at me before driving out the parking lot. I just sit there reading all the comments, all these fucking lies they're telling. I'm used to a few haters, most of the hate comes from jealous females that want Odell or people who hate on my videos and music. But for thousands of people to be bashing me right now hurts like hell. I sat there, eyes glued on the screen, scrolling through all the comments trying to block people, with a few tears rolling down my cheek.
Odell takes the phone from my hand "Reading the comments isn't gonna make it any better." I was quite, I laid my head against the window and stared blankly out the window. I hate people. Odell grabs my hand and kiss it "I'll fix this" He pulls into the garage and I climb out the car waiting for him to unlock the door. We walked into the house and I headed straight upstairs.
"Aren't you gonna get your food?"
"I'm not hungry" I lost my appetite I just wanted to sleep until this was all over. I changed out of clothes into a pair of a Nike compression shorts and a Nike sports bra then climbed into the bed. I laid my face into the pillow and just screamed I closed my eyes trying to go to sleep. I heard the bedroom door open and someone(being Odell) sit down beside me. I hear the tv turn on, he grabs me pulling me over to him I lay my head on his lower abs and wrap my arms around him just holding him tightly. He rubs my back then rest his hand on my butt. "You okay?" He asks, "Yes" I say softly.
"You sure?" He interrogates. "Yes" I reply even softer. I went from being happy, beating bitches asses, to this. At least Odell doesn't believe this bullshit, I'd be in a even worse mood if he did. He believes me and that's all that matters, right?
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