I love you

problems

I woke up the next morning not being able to walk let alone drive, so I just decided to stay at his house for a few more hours so he could drive me home.

" Goooddddmorning Billie why up so early"

"My daily schedule, last night was crazy"

Brandon laughs

"Yea it was, I had to carry you up to my bed"

" Well lucky for you I woke up not being able to walk so I decided to stay a few hours"

Brandon looks at me when fear in his eyes

"No Billie uh you can't"

Well danm that hurt

"Why cant I stay do you have plans or something"

"Yeah I uh I umm well"

" Bro spit it out it's not that hard"

" Alexa is coming over "

He does an akward laugh

" And she's your ex what's the problem"

We stare at each other for about to minutes but it feels like forever

" Yeah Billie about that...."

"She is your ex right"

"No"

"Ok then what is she to you"

I'm hoping he's not saying what I think he's about to say

" Shes my... Girlfriend"
 
I get up and start to walk down stairs as fast as I can while not being able to walk straight

"Fuck you brandon, don't text or call me"

As Brandon is following me i try to go at a FATSER paste

" Billie let me explain"

I stop

" Didn't you already do that"

I continue to walk, I'm already at the door, when I open the door I freeze

" Aw shit "

I sprint back in the house

" Mama's what's the problem"

" Don't fucking Mama's me"

" Ok but what happened"

"The fucking paparazzi is out side"

" How the fuck do they even know where I live"

" The must've saw my car outside"

I walk back in forth in fear, I don't know if they saw me or not

" What time is it" Brandon says

"It's 10:16 Am"

" Fuck, fuck, fuck"

" What"

"Shes coming in 10 minutes"

" Ok then we should just make up a back up story, and FIRST of fucking all I wouldn't have been in this situation if it wasn't for you"

" We can just say we're tryna find some ideas for new music"

" Ok I like that idea"

So all I know is if Alexa even tries to touch me she's getting her ass beat, but let me give you a background story on her. Shes about 5'6 but 5'7 on a good day, she is Korean mixed with black. She has long brown hair with blue eyes, her lips are naturally pink, with big tits and a big ass, she's beautiful but also a bitch and that's why I don't like her, she's to back stabbing.

" Billie her car is outside"

" Oh my God oh my God"

" Just don't act suspicious"

"Duh"

He opens the door for her while I'm sitting on the couch

"Heyy Alexa"

"Wtf is she doing here" says Alexa

"Bitch don't be disrepectful"

" I can be whatever I want up in. My man's house"

"Girl shut the fuck up"

" Aye, aye aye. Y'all stop" Brandon says as he looks at me hinting that we don't need her thinking anything

"Ok but what is this white thrashy ass bitch doing here"

"Trashy bitch.... Bitch I won five out of six Grammys in one fucking night my brother also won five with me Making ten in one night , I have all different brands tryna design shit for me, and all types of women and men tryna get at me, girl please."

She just rolls her eyes exactly what I thought

" I still wanna know why you're here"

" BRANDON I'm fucking done with her bullshit"

" Billie what are you doing"

" Me n Brandon fucked all night last night so much I can't even walk, so on top of all those Grammys and shit, I also have your man, kiss my white thrashy ass, bitch"

I walk out the door fast while I hear them agureing and get in my car so the pop don't see me, I drive home and start crying, not because I'm sad, but because I couldn't beat that bitches ass or else I'd be on the fucking news.

I hope y'all liked this chapter I tried to make it a little longer for y'all