Greed (Urban)

Chapter Thirty Four

~Jamill ~

I woke you to silence and it was still dark outside. I looked at my phone and checked the time. 6:13 am. It was freezing cold in my room but I was sweating through my shirt. I had a dream that Fallon had died and as I looked around it was two little boys there that looked like me and her.. and we sat in the cemetery. Everybody was crying but me. Then Andre stood up and said a speech … that he was gone miss his wife. It was pictures everywhere of Fallon and Andre.

That's when I woke up. I turned and stretched out of my bed. Right now I'm just screaming fuck the world. That shit that went on between me and Andre, wasn't no made up shit. I walked to the bathroom and turned On the shower. OG BOBBY Johnson by Que started screaming through my phone. I picked it up and saw it was McKenzie, what she doing up so early? Oh right we a couple of hours behind.

"Wassup McKenzie? " I said slipping off my beater.

"Boy this ain't no McKenzie. " a familiar voice retorted back through the phone.

"Rachel? " I questioningly asked.

"Hey boo. I missed you so much. "

"Yeah. That's cool..." I trailed off.

"When you coming back to Ohio, I know you in L.A ? I need to see you and I heard you single again. "

"How and How do you know that.. the fuck? "

"I got connections." she slyly remarked.

"Well I got to go. Bye." And I hung up not giving her a chance to finish. I looked at my knuckles ,under my tattoos had turned red and bruised. Welp.

I took off the remainder of my clothes and hopped in the shower.

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~Fallon ~

Oh my fucking Lord. What the hell happened last night? My head is pounding and I just want coffee and lifetime. But today is the day of the wedding!! I looked at my phone and had a couple missed phone calls and some unread messages. It was 11:30 so breakfast was still going on. I looked around looking for Mill, but I couldn't find this nigga anywhere. I assumed he was with somebody or down stairs in the lobby.

I threw on some jogging pants and a tank top with some pink uggs. I tossed my sweated out hair into a high ponytail. I walked to the mirror and noticed my eyes were hollowed in like I was dead. My skin was pale and my head felt like it had a boulder on it. I was truly fucking hungover.

"I'm done. " I snickered , grabbed my Michael Kors glasses off the bathroom counter. I took my phone and headed off to the lobby.

On my way down I called Jamill and he didn't pick up. I pushed it off and got off the elevator. A bunch of people was in the lobby. I saw everybody but my people. I went straight for the coffee and started making me a cup.

"Bitch you betta move up out my way before I cut yo ass with this butter knife.  Cutting me in line,  yo ass must be high. " I turned around and saw Laurel screaming some little girl who was white and she look like a  teenager . I started laughing while everybody else got silent. Laurel looked at me and walked over to where I was at.

"Hey boo!" she walked over with a plate full off food.

"Hey Hey." that's when everybody stopped looking at her like she was crazy and went about they business.

"Where everybody at? " she asked.

"Girl I do not know. I was gone ask you."

We started walking back to a table.