Chapter Fourteen Pt. 2

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Robyn POV
730pm

It was thirty minutes until showtime and I was a nervous wreck. I hadn't seen Jimmy since the morning. I kept taking tickets and letting people into the building. It was a packed house. Everyone was excited for tonight including me.

A couple nights ago my brother paged me on my pager. He told me he needed my help. This would mean I might have to go to New York. I just got here and I didn't want to go. I don't know how I was gonna tell Jimmy or even Future. I didn't even have enough money to go.

Finally future burst into the booth and yelled, "WOOOOO ISSA PACKED NIGHT TONIGHT BABY". I laughed. "Are we full yet?", I asked. "Not yet, twenty more people and we're gonna have to stop or else we wont have enough stage room", he said. I nodded as he turned his back and started to leave. "Wait", I said. He turned around concerned.

"Uh how- where is Jimmy, is he okay?", I asked. He smiled. "M-Jimmy is fine, he told me to check on you actually ha but is there anything you want me to tell him?", he asked. "Y-yeah uh just tell him I say good luck and that I know he's gonna do a great job", I said.

"No problem", he said and walked out. The next person came up to the booth. "Ticket please", I said as she handed me her ticket. Whatever she was wearing she smelled great. Lipgloss was popping too. My thought faded along with her floral perfume smell as I sighed. It was gonna be a long night.

Jimmy POV
745pm

I jogged in place impatiently as I waited for the bathroom. I had to throw up so bad. My mom had given me some spaghetti earlier and I knew I shouldn't have eaten it. I told future to check on Robyn. I gagged as I thought about telling her I have a baby.

We weren't officially a thing but we had something going on. How was she gonna take it. The bathroom door slammed open and I quickly went inside and locked the door. I pranced onto the sink until finally I threw up. I ran to the toilet but made it halfway.

F*c k I thought. I got the stupid spaghetti all over my sweatshirt. I took it off and threw it away. Someone banged on the door as my head spun. "AYO HURRY UP", someone yelled. "HOLD ON A MINUTE", I yelled back.

I stared at my reflection through the mirror and started reciting every word known to man through my head. It made my head spin. "JIMMY", future yelled. I looked to the door.

"AYE MAN FIVE MINUTES COME OUT", he said knocking on the door. "HOWS ROBYN", I yelled. "SHES GOOD, NO PRESSURE BUT ITS A PACKED HOUSE TONIGHT RABBIT", he said. No pressure ha

"SHE ALSO SAID GOOD LUCK AND SHE KNOWS YOU'LL DO A GREAT JOB", he said. I smiled. Someone else banged on the door. "LISTEN UP IMA KICK THE DOOR OFF IF U DONT HURRY UP", a voice said. "Man shut the f*ck up, he's coming", future said.

I wiped my mouth and the sweat on my forehead and left. When I opened the door future greeted me. He nodded a "you ready" look. I nodded back. He looked at my shirt questioning where my sweater went and said, "Moms Spaghetti again?". I nodded. "I'm telling you , you gotta stop eating that.", he said. I just shrugged.

We finally made it to the side door to the stage. "You ready?", he asked. "Yup", I said. Future walked up on stage and started greeting the crowd as I waited on the side line looking at papa docs crew on the other side. I breathed in and out.

This is it. It's my moment I thought to myself as I looked around at the crowd. "Marshall go", cheddar bob, my friend, said. I snapped back to reality and realized it was my turn to go up.

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