Detroit. •b.t.• (Completed)

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Sage

"You were only out for three minutes. I thought it would have been longer" Laura chuckled.

Water dripped down my face, and I realized that they had been dousing me with water.

"We have a situation and we need help. You still care about us, don't you?" Eric teased.

I did still care about them, and I was to ashamed to admit it.

"I can't give you any money. My dad-"

"Fuck Charles. This between us"

I nodded my head and my throat went dry.

"What do you want?" I questioned, softly.

"Atta girl"

"We need money"

"I can't give you any of my dad's money. It's impossible for me to do what I did last time"

"Like Laura said, fuck Charles. We want your money"

"I don't have any money"

"You our bitch now, you gone make us money"

"How?"

"You better get started back up with that art. Sell yo shit and give us the money. Every last fucking penny"

"How am I supposed to sell it?"

"Nigga, ebay, amazon, some online shit. You did it before, do it again"

"We also know that you're smart enough to not tell anyone, so we don't have to worry about that. We'd better start seeing the money roll in"

"You gone start now, take a 2 week break after you give birth, and get right back on yo shit. Understand?"

I nodded my head.

"We gone keep in touch" They spoke in unison before practically shoving me out of the bathroom.

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Bryson

"Bryson. . ." Sage's voice sounded from behind me. "Can we talk?"

"Nah, go ahead and go. Get yo alone time"

"Why are you taking it so personally?"

"I'm not. Go ahead Sage, do you"

"Bryson, today I-"

"Sage, I really don't wanna hear it. Tell me later or something"

She sighed loudly before exiting the room and slamming the door.

She opened it again, and I thought she was going to apologize, but she didn't.

"Lil bitch" She said and slammed the door again.

I bit my lip and turned around at the desk.

What was I going to do to get away from Sage?

I was getting to attached to her, and she was obviously unhappy.

I figured that I was just going to move into her room once he got here, but Sage probably didn't want that.

A knock at the door tore me away from my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I questioned and spun around in the chair.

"So Keisha snitched" Charles walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

Of course she did.

"She said everything?"

"Every last bit" He nodded his head.

"Why aren't you upset with me?"

"I already said what I had to say about your relationship. I can only control so much. Just don't underestimate Sage" He shook his head slightly.

"Don't underestimate her?" I questioned.

He stood to leave. "Remember that"

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