Willow Flower.

Baby Blues

"Bitch isn't this the cutest?" Delilah held up a Burgundy, back cut-out dress to Yasmin. She observed the dress for a second, and then stuck her tongue out.

"Girl that's cute as fuck! You know my size right?" Yasmin picked at another dress on the opposite rack. The ladies were currently at Charlotte Rouse trying on new clothes. Soon, Odell and Willow walked through the door and Delilah heard her laughing.

"Why bitches always gotta be loud everywhere they go?" Yasmin frowned and looked in the direction of the door.

"Bitch, that's Odell with her ass." They both ducked behind a rack of jeans.

"Uh, so you tellin' me he was into her more than yo fine ass? Sis, she ain't even all that." Yasmin rolled her eyes and peeked her head up.

"Exactly. But she do got a fat ass in them jeans she wearing," She pointed out. "He gone be shook when I drop this baby on him though." Delilah laughed and Yasmin hit her arm for her to be quiet. Odell walked with Willow over to the sweater dresses section.

"Oh so he buying her clothes and shit, huh." Delilah said.

"I guess so. She must be a broke hoe or sum'." Yasmin pressed her lips together and rose up from behind the rack.

"So how we gone approach this bitch? We going in swinging or are we gon' tell the hoe off?" Delilah spoke, taking off her hoop earrings.

"Hell yeah, we gon' pop off on the bitch but we ain't gon' swing on her or nothing. I gotta baby and I ain't tryna spend no money tryna bail you out of jail." Delilah pouted and sighed. "So, put ya hoops back on so we can look like some bad bitches when we confront them." Yasmin smirked, eyeing the couple on the other side of the store.

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"I think I like these." Willow held 4 different dresses up to Odell. He smiled and got comfortable in a chair in front of the dressing rooms.

"Good, now go and try them on so I can tell you how beautiful you'll look." Willow stick her tongue out at him and disappeared into the dressing room area.

"Who's yo new bitch Odell?" He jumped in his seat from the voice. Odell recognized the voice immediately and widened his eyes when he saw the baby bump.

"Yasmin, what the hell are you doing here?" He questioned. She shrugged her shoulders and lifted her arms with the clothes.

"Buying me some new clothes since I'm growing in the belly area and having yo baby." Odell frowned and stood up in front of her.

"Having my baby? Girl, we haven't had sex in months! How far along are you anyways?" Yasmin smiled and rubbed her belly.

"7 months today." Odell sighed and rolled his eyes. "And that's how long we haven't had sex too." He shook his head instantly.

"Nah nah nah, that baby isn't mine. I ain't tryna call you no hoe or nothing but I used a condom that night and I'm pretty sure you had someone else after me." Odell glanced at the dressing room, praying willow hadn't heard anything. Yasmin noticed and snapped her fingers in his face.

"But baby, sometimes the condom breaks." He still shook his head no. "And what you looking over there for? You finna be with me and not that hoe since I'm having yo baby." She claimed. Delilah piped in right behind her.