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i woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon, bella was licking my face making me smile, "ok ok goodmorning to you too."

i got out of bed and picked up bella holding her close, i grabbed my phone and noticed madison texted me,

madison
hey, you doing okay over there?

briyana
yeah, this is like a whole crew
over here. what about you?
delivered

i sighed and opened my door heading downstairs with bella,

i walked in the kitchen "morning" i said and all the guys looked at me.

i grabbed a cup and filled it with orange juice, i looked up and they all kept staring at me "why do you guys keep staring?" i asked and joey walked in.

he looked me up and down and clenched his jaw, "what the hell are you wearing."

i looked down, "what's wrong with what i'm wearing?" i asked

his brows lifted up, "your boobs are pretty much out and half your ass is out."

"ok?"

i heard a guy laugh making my eyes dart to the couch, "he's trying to say you look like a slut and i don't disagree" he said making my eyes widen.

"shut the fuck up andrew" stephen hit his chest,

"any of you stare and you know what i'm gonna do" said joey and everyone's eyes moved off me.

"who cares if they stare, your not my boyfriend" i chuckled as i served myself a plate of food.

"i'm your pimp, your mine" he said and i chuckled, "you may be my pimp but i'm not yours so let's get that straight" i said and sat at the table.

stephen came over and sat down next to me, i put bella down and took a bite from my toast.

"you ok?" he asked, "i'm fine" i lied.

he took a sip from his glass of water, "i know your lying" he said making me chuckle

"your not a slut if that's what your thinking, andrew can be a real dick sometimes" he said making me laugh.

"what day is it today?" i asked, forgetting the day

"friday, why?" he asked.

i felt this pain in my heart making this lump form in my throat,

"where's joey?" i asked looking around but he wasn't anywhere in sight

"he left to his room"

"where's his room at?" i asked,

"upstairs the door all the way down to the right" he said and i got up rushing upstairs.

i walked down the hallway and to the only door that was at the end, i knocked and nothing.

i knocked harder and a wet joey with a towel hanging loosely on his waste opened the door.

"what" he groaned, his hair was all over his face, water dripping from the strands,

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