Change The Bad Girl

Chapter Twenty.

Y/N POV

"Tally ho let's ride black people!" Timmy yelled.

All of us have been up early this morning for various reasons. Me, myself, I've been up because of anxiety I guess. Since I knew where Nolan stashes his shit I've been anxious to get back home and see what he left me. Normani still thinks that Nolan is playing a game with me but I don't think it's that way at all. As soon as I get home I'll figure out what Nolan did.

The girls all climbed into the backseat while Timmy and I loaded their things into the trunk.  I looked in the window and Normani was giving me the stank eye. She upset with me because we didn't have sex last night. I'm sorry that I got a little drunk and couldn't handle myself. When Normani and I do decide to go there, I'd like to be aware of everything that's going on and I want to make her first time special. I think that's pretty admirable.

I climbed into the passengers seat and buckled my seatbelt. Timmy backed out of the spot and pulled into the highway. I was quiet because I was slightly hungover and not in the mood for talking. But the girls had no problem running their mouths at the highest volume. Timmy turned the music up to block them out but you could still hear them over the music.

"So he couldn't fuck at all sis?" Normani asked Noelle.

"No! As fine as he was he couldn't fuck to save his life. I had to do all the work." Noelle complained.

"Well at least you got some last night!" Normani said.

I rolled my eyes and slouched down in my seat. For the next hour Timmy and I were forced to listen to the girls talk about every from relationships to who was better looking Bow Wow or Romeo. I've had toothaches nicer than this car ride.

When we pulled into our neighborhood I was able to breath finally. Timmy dropped Normani and I off before he took Noelle and Choie home. I started walking up the stairs but Normani was behind me clearing her throat. I turned around and sighed, "Yes Normani?"

"My bags aren't gonna carry themselves boo." She said.

"And your hands aren't broken either." I said.

"I thought a gentlemen carries a lady's bags." Normani said.

I groaned and sat bags down then went downstairs to pick Normani's bags up. I carried them up to our room then came and got my bags. I was so caught up in Normani's drama I didn't even realize that Miss Barbara was sitting in the living room.

"What's going on mama?" I asked.

"Nothing much. Did y'all have a good time?" She asked.

"No! I didn't get what I wanted so it was a terrible time." Normani said.

Normani stomped up the stairs and Miss Barbara just shook her head. "She's so melodramatic, ugh."

"It was a beautiful wedding mama." I said.

"Who caught the bouquet?" Miss Barbara asked.

"The other evil one, Noelle." I said.

"I know she had a attitude the entire time." Miss Barbara said.

"Oh yeah. Nolan really did a number on her." I said.

Since I brought up Nolan's name I remembered why I was in such a rush to get back home. I trekked across the street to my parents house and went up to Nolan's room. I slid the closet door back and turned on the light. The only thing left in Nolan's closet were the suits he hated to wear. He never wore them because they didn't fit his personal style.

When I pushed the suit aside a small cloud of dust came up. I felt along the wall and found a soft spot. I took my switch blade and used it pry open that little section of the wall. I took that piece of the wall and set it aside. Turn out Nolan was playing a trick on me. Behind that wall we're stacks of money with currency straps around them, the pieces of paper with how much each stack contains. Each stake had $10,000 and I pulled 35 stacks out.