"Don't leave." I cried clinging on to Keshion.
"I'm coming back for you Kaelyn. When I get my shit together. Believe that." He told me.
"Promise me." I said.
"I promise. Keep your head up sis. It will be a year at most." He promised. I nodded and...
"Why you got a nigga sleeping on the couch?" Daniel mumbled rubbing his eyes.
"Because you're not making your way to my bed any time soon." I shrugged.
"You say that now, but soon enough, you'll be begging for me." He said. I laughed.
"I never beg baby boy." I said.
"We'll see." He nodded, getting up. He walked into my room to shower.
He had been staying with me for a few days since we left Keshion's house. Keshion said it was best for Daniel not to go to his house until everything died down. Daniel was going to go anyways, but I offered he stay with me, and he gave in.
Daniel and Keshion were back closer than ever, but I hadn't talked to Keshion since the day at his house. I wasn't sure when I'd even be willing to talk to him.
I walked into the kitchen to see Miya cooking.
"I love you so much." I smiled, hugging her.
"What ever whore. You know I hate you for giving up the fame, how am I supposed to be a manager now?" She asked. I shrugged, she stale faced me.
"Ok. How about you book me a couple photo shoots. I can get into modeling. Then book me a couple club appearances, but make sure no dancing is specified." I said. She smiled.
"That's why you're my favorite whore."
I laughed, "You're my favorite whore too. Now, what are you cooking?" I asked.
"Just some omelets. I have to go simple since I'm cooking for three mouths now." She rolled her eyes playfully.
"And we both very much appreciate and love your cooking." I told her. She just smiled.
"You should invite his friend over. I'll whip him up a thing or two." Miya winked. I was taken by surprise.
"You trying to see what's popping with my brother?" I asked.
"Yes bitch, before Kobe slimy as find a way back into my life." She told me. I shook my head.
"Imma see what I can do."
I walked into my room to see Daniel standing there on the phone. He didn't have on a shirt, and looking at him now I didn't understand why he ever chose to wear shirts at all.
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"Nah she straight. Why?" Daniel asked. I glanced over at him.
"Who?" I asked.
"Keshion I can handle some things by myself bro. I'm a grown ass man." Daniel said.
"You will be a dead ass man if you get yourself shot." I heard Keshion say. I smiled. Keshion cares more about Daniel than he's willing to admit.
"Bro. Imma stay safe. Go make this money." Daniel said.
