Not The Diors

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Twins are 6 months
March 2020

I laid Quincy down in my arms and fed him, him fiddling with my blohsh necklace. 

"Que?" I heard Billie yawn, walking down the stairs. 

We found our house, we're out of town, but not far away. 

Maggie forced us here. 

I love that woman though. 

"Yurr?" I look up. "Why'd you let me sleep so late?" She said groggily, petting Yuko and Shark. 

"You stayed up til two watching Kakegurui" I chuckle. She kissed Blake and I wait on mine.

"You dont get a kiss" she kissed Quincy before softly grabbing my chin, kissing slowly and passionately. 

"Mm," I kiss her one more time before she pulled away. "You good?" I feel her head. 

"I'm fine, got a lil fever".

She sat on the floor and the puppies curled up in her lap. 

Someone knocked on the door and I put Quincy on the couch, propping up the bottle. 

I go open the door and it was the twins. 

"What the hell, What yall doing here?" I ask. 

"Uh, we sorry". 

"For?" Billie asked. 

"For using you, can… can we come it, we got sum to tell you". 

I look back at Billie and she hesitated before nodding. 

A few minutes later

The twins looked at each other and Eli sighed. 

"Well uh, you know how we still whatever with Dani?" He asked and we both nod. 

"Well she been ranting to us lately and she talked to us about yall". 

"She's going to rat us out" Billie said. 

"Yea, she wants Que, bad". 

"Like- relationship?" I cringe. "Yea" the said and we all cringe. 

"It's bad, even her mama said it's bad, we dont know what to do, she wants the kids too, she thinks she'll be the best mama". 

"She's still on drugs? Even after rehab?" I ask. 

"Yea" they both said. 

"We just thought we should tell yall as a apologies, see ya". 

They walked out and Billie sighed, me sitting down beside her. "Calm down" I whisper, lifting her chin. 

Billie started to cry and I frown, shaking my head as I wiped her tears. "Calm down, shhh," I wrap my arms around her thick frame. 

If you saw Billie, you would think she was a fourty year old pornstar. 

Damn she got body. 

She hates it. 

I don't care though, I like her lil gut too. 

"I hate this! I wanna quit fame I just wanna be happy!" she cried. "Listen, I'll take care of it, I don't care what it takes, you not  going down that path again". 

"I wanna do it, I cant keep stressing you out like that, my fans already want you dead for nothing". 

"I'm trusting you, I'm not scared to beat her ass" I chuckle. "Okay, I got this" she took a deep breath. 

At Danielle's House
Billie PoV

"What do you want Danielle?" I asked her. 

"You know what I want, I want my kids and my boyfriend". 

Something came over me and I wrapped my hands around her neck and slam her against the wall. 

"Listen you dumbass, I'm tired of playing that nice shit. My kids and MY boyfriend will never, ever, ever belong to you". 

"Let's get that straight okay? You will never address the kids I pushed out myself as yours? Got it? If I even see you again, your poor little career will be gone, you're gonna be know as the girl with a bad attitude at McDonald's". 

"I-i- got it-" she gasped for air and I let her go. 

"Thank you" i smile and walk out. 

I get in my car and drive off, yawning. 

"I'm never being mean again, that got me tired" I take off my bra. I smell the pad to make sure didnt leak before tossing it in the back. 

At Home

"Did yall fuck or sum?" Brandon laughed at my free breast. "Nah, need new bras" I giggle. 

"Mm! Mm!" Blake reached for me. 

"What?" I pick him up. "Nah nigga you just ate!" Brandon laughed. Blake pat my chest and I smile. "No, daddy said you ate, hit him" i lean him down and Blake hit his shoulder. 

"Rude," Brandon poked his stomach, earning a squirm and a giggle. 

I watch Shark and Yuko push Quincy up right, Shark sitting behind him as support. "Bad ass" I roll my eyes. 

"Not the Diors" Brandon teased. 

I flip him off and Blake whined so I set him down. "You seem relaxed, what happened over there?" Brandon said as I sat in his lap, we were on the floor. 

I lean my head on his shoulder and his hands snuck under my shirt, groping my breast. "I dont want my babies knowing how to make one of them" I chuckle. 

We look over and the puppies and the babies were sleep.

"Damn, when that happen?" He quietly laughed, us picking them all up. I put the babies up and Brandon took the puppies in their beds and we laid down. 

"Stop!" I quietly giggle, us fighting over my shirt. "Yay! Free the tittes" he laid his head down. 

"Go to sleep you fool!" I laugh. 

"Shh, dont talk, lemme enjoy this before they go down,".

Hey my beautiful bitches I've started a schedule where every story I'm currently writing gets updated once a week.

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