Between Me & U | Odell Beckham Jr.

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Sonali , prince , & phoneix in the multimedia.
Sonali Santiago.

"Yo, Samuel! What the hell was that?" I asked stopping him from getting in his car.

Samuel leaned up against his car and glared at me as he held his bruised cheek, "Mi should be asking yuh di same ting get mi thinking yuh did gaan be mi
gyal or sum shit but yuh had mi all fool."
(I should be asking you the same thing. Got me thinking, you was gone be my girl or some shit , but you had me all fooled.)

"How'd I get you thinking I was gone be your girl?? How'd I fool you??" I questioned scrunching my face up. " We had sex once!"

"Yuh made it seem like yuh liked me!"

"Samuel, I do. But as a friend, that's all." I said. "But as of right now, I don't. You totally disrespect me! Shit like that ain't cool at all. I didn't even do nothing for you to call me those names." I remarked.

"Yeah yuh yuh lead mi di fuck pon like a hore wud." He spat rolling his eyes at me.
(Yeah, you did. You led me the fuck on like a hoe would.)

"Like a hoe?? Bwoy, please leave before I beat your ass worser than Odell did." I threatened.

I was really sorry for how things went down. But then Samuel  disrespected me by calling me out my name in front my family which was very disrespectful. It ain't my fault my pussy got him whipped. I'm not about to let him just talk out the side of his neck and think everything is okay. Like no.

He sucked his teeth, "Nuh eva chat to mi again man ave a nice life."
(Don't ever talk to me again man. Have a nice life.)

"Didn't plan on it." I said sarcastically as he got in the car. He cranked his car up and sped off burning the tires on his car.  I smirked and waved at him.

"Oh well." I mumbled to myself.

"Sista!" I heard Prince's voice called out as he tapped my shoulder.

"Yes?" I asked turning around looking down at him.

"Fadda wanted to know when we were leaving to go back home, so he can plan us some activities for the time here." He spoke.

"Um Prince. About us staying here..." I trailed off walking back into the house.

"Yeah, what about it?" He asked following me and shutting the door behind himself.

"You're staying here with Fadda for a while." I told him as we stood in the foyer.

"A while??" He questioned sounding a little bit confused. "Like were staying here for 2 extra weeks or something?

"'No, Prince. You're staying here. I'm going back to New York." I corrected him.

"Staying for how long?" He questioned.

"A while....I don't know Prince. I just need you to stay here with Fadda for a while."

"No. I'm going with you." He shook his head.

"It wasn't a option."

"Well I'm making it one." He shrugged crossing his arms over his chest.