Fraudulence.

23.

I'm back, my babies! I know, I know– it's been a while. Writer's block is such a bitch.

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Camila...

"My baby." I held onto Zoelle once she ran into my arms.

"I missed you mommy!" She laughed. "Did you miss me?"

"Mommy missed you too, of course." I placed the biggest smile on my face.

"So you didn't miss me?" Brianna sassily asked me. She had her hands placed on her hips.

"Bitc– girl don't start with me." I said with humor in my voice.

"Love you, too." She sarcastically said to me

"I know you do, Bri. I'm loved by everyone." I took my hair tie from around my wrist and put my hair up in a messy bun.

"Okay, I should get going." Brianna sighed. "But I really ain't tryna go to work today."

"I can tell. You sittin' here trying to stall. Take your ass to work." I got up to hold the front door open for my best friend.

"I guess I have to." She muttered to herself as she dragged herself over to the door.

"Bye auntie!" Zo' eagerly waved with a huge smile on her face.

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"Let me talk ta' you real quick." Fetty basically stormed into my house.

"Oh, I'm doing fine. How are you doing, babe?" I sarcastically said.

"My bad, Camila." He kissed my cheek and sat down on the couch. "Where my baby?"

"I'm right here!" I giggled and went to sit next to him.

"Mila, you know damn well I was talking about Zovie." He stale-faced me.

"Man..." I smacked my lips. "But she's sleeping."

I chuckled before placing my left hand on my chest. "That high-key hurt my feelings, boo."

He smacked his lips and quietly snickered. "Baby, can we be serious for a couple of minutes?"

I cocked my eyebrow to the side and sat back in my seat, not taking eye contact off of him.

"Are you going to break up with me?" I seriously asked.

I really thought everything was going great in our relationship so far.

"Chill." He shook his head. Zoovier cracked a smile and said, "But on some real shit," He put his feet up on the coffee table in front of us.

"I think you should consida' movin' you and Zoelle in wit' me."

"Well," I used my foot to push his feet off of the table. "Don't put your feet on my damn table." I threatened.