Mo pov---
"You smoke!?" I said to Tammy. "Yeah I have for 3 years. Jacob just found out" she still clicking through the channels. I shook my head and looked at the TV.
"Was he mad?" I asked her. "Nah. My body, my lungs,and my heart" she said looking at me. I nodded again and then grabbed my phone.
'Hi beautiful. Having fun??' It was a text from Myles.
'No. She kinda has an attitude' I said. I mean its true.
I clicked send and locked my phone. I sighed And put my phone down. I got up and went to the kitchen looking for something to eat.. I mean we had food but it was healthy shit my mom buys. I rolled my eyes and took out some chicken from the fridge. I thought, why not cook? I grabbed everything I needed and started cooking. I felt like I was on 'Master Chef'. I started humming while cutting the chicken up, when I heard her walk in.
"What are you making?" She asked. I stared at the chicken thinking. "I don't know, good shit" I said throwing it in a hot pan. I poured in olive oil and put pepper, salt, garlic powder, season-all and onion powder. I started stirring it and thought why not make some damn Chinese food type stuff. So I did. And it was smellin nice as fuck.
I gave Tammy her plate and she started eating and so did I.
"Damn this good as fuck" Tammy said eating. I smiled and kept eating. "thanks" I said back.
We sat in silence.. its odd... Tammy was never like this. She was always so loud and happy.
"Mo..."Tammy said. I looked at her and she looked so upset. "Yes?" I asked.
"I know who's been stalking you. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. I feel so bad!" She said crying.
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Ooh helllll naaawwwwwww.
Tammy knew!? Wtf!?
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FanfictionYoung and a mom. All Monica wanted was to be a back ground dancer for her favorite group... Until life got the best of her... And then came Myles Brown.
