On the hit MTV show Real World, eight strangers are set to live with one another for four months.
They're expecting to party and live the lives 20-somethings should, but what they're not expecting is their life.
Specifically, their past; which is c...
Two weeks had managed to fly by seemingly without a hitch; of course the occasional snarky comment was passed between Victoria and Cammie, but soon that died down too.
Derek woke up alone in his room, figuring Dom had went to work with Zion already. He was about to get out of bed when his door opened, and in slipped Jessica, trying to close it quietly.
"Good morning," he spoke, making her jump at the sound of his voice. She laughed a bit as she walked towards him, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You scared the crap out of me, I thought you were sleeping." Derek shrugged, opening his arms, and Jessica crawled into them as she got under the covers, laying her head on his chest.
"Cammie's on her usual shit this morning, that's why I came in here." He nodded, rubbing her lower back and running his fingers through her hair. "Understandable." The pair sat in a comfortable silence, before Derek's mind wandered to something that made him laugh.
"You know the guys thought we were together." Jessica stared up at him with a confused look on her face, before she laughed. "That's crazy. Cammie thought we were together, too, and she won't listen whenever I try to tell her that we're not." They went back to sitting in silence until Derek spoke again. "Well, I mean you're sitting in my room, in my bed, and I'm holding you like a boyfriend would. We do couple shit, I'm not surprised they thought that."
"We probably shouldn't do this, then." She whispered, looking up at him with a slight smile on her lips.
"Well, we're not the center of the drama, I think we could still get away with it." He whispered back, kissing her forehead.
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Dom was on his way home from work with Zion when he received a text from Victoria saying to bring home some pizza.
"I hope she tryna pay us back, because we have food at the house but she stay wanting some damn pizza." Zion spoke, rolling his eyes. Dom laughed as he drove to the nearest Pizza Hut.
Dom 🤧🙂 'What pizza you want?'
Vic 😌🌚 'Anything you pick'
Dom 🤧🙂 'Why the hell you gon tell me to get pizza and not tell me what you want?'
Vic 😌🌚 'Nigga I want pizza. Just get like three boxes of whatever.'
Dom breathed out in annoyance at his friend, but ordered three pizzas to bring back. Once the food was made and paid for, they came back to the apartment, where Zion offered to take the pizza in. "Okay.." Dom said in a voice that dripped suspicion; Zion wouldn't just offer to hold something that he was perfectly capable of handling on his own.
When he unlocked and pushed open the door, he was not expecting the image he was met with.
"Happy birthday!" Everybody yelled out, causing Dom to step back in surprise, almost walking into Zion and the pizzas. He examined the decorations that were put up around the kitchen, grinning goofily.
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