Quavo's Trip To Cuba

I'm Not Them

Cuba

"Bitch you ain't been that drunk since Montae kickback" Molly yelled out. I was sitting in the dining room with a bag of peas on my forehead & a bottle of Tylenol on the table in front of me. This bitch was bouta get the boot out of my house and back to Chicago cause she was getting on my damn nerves. Ok I was drunk. So what ? Pretty sure I won't the only one. Molly was in the kitchen cooking breakfast & Honduras was cleaning the house. Grandma was coming home in a few & we wanted everything together for her. I got up walking into the kitchen and sitting on the counter, resting the peas back on my head.

"Do you even remember last night?" She asked

"No G." I said. "Last thing I remember was smoking and shit in VIP with Qua-..." I stopped talking leaning my head back and closing my eyes. Molly turned to look at me.

"Please tell me I ain't make a fool of myself in front of Quavo" I whined. I looked at Molly only for her to silently turn back and continue cooking.

"Molly! Tell me what happened last night!" I yelled jumping off the counter.

She turned the stove off turning around looking at me.

"For someone who don't like these Atlanta rappers you do care a lot about what he thinks." She said

"What that gotta do anything!?"

"You wanna know what happened? Ok so, we was smoking and drinking or whatever, you had more than anybody obviously... when it was time to go you was too lit to drive so I drove yo car but you ain't wanna get in so Quavo put you in his car. He brought you in here, changed you into yo pajamas and put you to bed" she said plainly.

I stood there trying to soak in everything she just said. I'm glad he stuck by me but I still ain't want him to see me like that.

"You posta be my Bitch but you let me embarrass myself like that." I turned walking out the kitchen only for her to grab my wrist.

"Hold on." She said. "I was with you the whole time making sure you was good. Quavo took care of you. On some gentlemen type shit. You shouldn't even be talking to me you should be thanking him." She said letting my wrist go finally.

I walked away again and out into the living room when I heard the IPhone ringtone. It coulda been anyone of our phones but I went back to my room to see it was mine. I picked it up seeing an unknown number with this area code. I don't really answer unknown numbers so I left out letting it ring. As soon as I walked back into the living room the front door flew wide open and my Grandma was being helped in by her boyfriend. Her boyfriend name is Stedminn by the way. I don't really speak the name of people I don't respect, but him taking care of my grandma like this gets him respect from me. I smiled walking over & hugging her. I really am glad she's ok. I turned looking over at Molly then grabbing my Grandma hand walking over to her.

"Grandma this is Molly" I said

"Hey sweetie. I've heard so much about you. I see you got tattoos too" she said sarcastically as she hugged Molly. I laughed watching them interact.

"We made breakfast for you- well Molly made it if you want some" I said

"No I ate at the hospital. Stedminn, come help me to my room. Y'all can have the day to yourselves I need rest. Go out, have fun" she said as they walked to her room. Never have I heard my grandma say anything like that. She usually wants us here to make sure we stay out of trouble.

"Well you heard her" Molly said walking back to my room and I followed her. Soon as we got in the room my phone began to ring again.

"Who the hell is this?" Molly said picking my phone up. "404-772-3698"