No Fucks Givin {Completed}

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I got from bed hearing a woman voice. Who is that? And why is a bitch here? I walk to the kitchen seeing this lady in white laughing and talking to my dad. She look up at me and smile.

"You must be Aubrey. Hi I'm Jenifer"she shook my hand. Her hand was soft. But I don't trust this hoe. She probably want my mom money. I don't say that money for my dad.

"Hi"I mumble walking away. I went to get my all white 12's with the gold on the side. I walk out the penthouse door with my channel purse on my shoulder. I walk to the elevator and press the number 1. As I was waiting for it go say one, some man with blond tips and tattoos on his arms came walking to the elevator. He had two dogs that look alike. I think they was bull mastiff.

"Hi"he said.

I didn't really say anything. He cough a bit looking down. "hello"I finally say.

"I'm Odell. Odell Beckham Jr"he tried to shake my hand.

"Not interested"I mumble looking at the elevator door.

"Y'all must live in the big penthouse. Next to mines"he smile.

"Yeah"I sigh getting annoyed. If this elevator don't hurry up.

"Y'all just move here. Cause I never seen you before"he said narrowing his nice arch eyebrows.

"Yeah. We use to live in California. But then move to New York"I sigh looking at my MK watch.

"This penthouse haves 50 floors. I might take a while. You know with people coming in and out"he smile at me.

I nod my head. Finally the elevator open. I walk leaning my back on the wall.

"So. When y'all move here?"he ask.

"Last week. Still getting use to it"I said.

He chuckle. "I never got your name"

"It's Aubrey. Aubrey Sanchez"I walk off when the elevator beep. I had on my coat walking out the building feeling the cold air on my face.

I walk to Starbucks to get me a coffee and a chocolate chip muffin. I sat down eating my muffin while looking out the window. I felt my phone buzz in my purse. So I took it out to see who it was.

Natty Nate💸💥🔫

Nate- wya

Me- in Starbucks☕

Nate- ok. Ima meet you there

Me- bye

I sip on my coffee looking on Pinterest. They had some cute styles and makeup for me to use. I want to be a makeup artist or a dermatologist. I love picking bumps off people face. Weird right.

"Hey"Nate walk in.

"Where were you?"I ask.

"Getting my money straight"he said. I roll my eyes sighing.

"Nate"

"Look. Im telling you. Ima be on top of New York"he smile. I feel so worried about Nate. The game of hustling isn't easy.

"Be safe tho. You know your the only one I know"I said with frown.

"It's ok Brey. Ima always stay safe"he smile at me. Me and him talk a bit more till it was time to go.