I'm starting to hate tight fitted clothes, it just make me feel claustrophobic.

"Give me one of your T-shirts" I demanded while taking the shirt off

"What's wrong with that one?"

"It's tight and I don't wanna feel closed up"

"Alright we'll y'all meet us down in the lobby when y'all done. The breakfast place around the corner" Mama Kia said while getting up from the chair

"Okay, and we gotta find some cake cause somebody want cake for breakfast" Flau'jae said while looking at me

"I expect to have my cake too" I said before mama Kia started laughing

"Oh them cravings ain't no joke, y'all got that. I'm out of here, just meet us downstairs"

Mama Kia left out before we finished up with what we was doing. We met them downstairs in the lobby before going to get in the truck.

We found a place called 'Nothing but Cake' and I got a cake. It's red velvet mixed with chocolate and I'm definitely gonna eat it. 

After leaving there, we made it to some breakfast place before everybody sat down. We didn't spend too much time in there because Flau'jae has to be on set.

She's filming something for a deal she just took. I wanted to stay home, but of course she wasn't going for it.

Flau'jae feel like she need her eyes on me at all times. Literally, but I love how possessive she is. 

"When we start recording , I'm not gone be able to keep stopping. Tell my momma or somebody if you need something"

"Bae I heard you" I said because that was her third time telling me

"I'm just saying cause you know you like to overlook everybody in your possession"

"I'm not married to everybody, and you're the one who injected that habit"

"But if I'm not able to cater to you, you need to use your resources" she said causing me to just sigh, I'm tired of talking

She done made me run out of breath

"Okay"

She walked away before I just sat back observing everything that was going on. I just watched as Flau'jae got ready, and after almost two hours she was done.

She ain't got no business looking that good. I was just staring at her while in a daze before she left out with some man.

I unlocked my phone and started scrolling making sure to tune everything out. It wasn't until I got interrupted by one of the lady's on set.

"You just tagging along, huh?" the lady said while causing me to look up from my phone

"Yeah practically" I said before we both laughed a little, "Tryna be supportive"

"I feel you, who's the baby daddy?"

"What?"

"The baby, who's the dad?" she repeated, you would think after I said 'what?' she wouldn't repeat herself

People are so nosy and feel too entitled, I hate it.

"Who your baby daddy?" I asked before her facial expression changed, "Oh okay"

Exactly.

You don't ask nobody no shit like that.

"Well my kids father is absent in our lives. I'm a single mother"

"Yeah mine won't have a father either. I hate that for us" I said sarcastically before she gave me a surprising look

"What happened?"

"You ask too many questions, like get the hell away from me" I said as my accent rolled off my tongue strong

"Are you with Kia and everybody?"

"Walk away, bitch" I said out slowly to her now sitting up, "Like out my face, no communication"

"You a ru —" I slapped her before she could even finish her sentence and everybody turned around

One thing about me is, I don't mind slapping a bitch. She would've saved herself if she just walked away.

Oh well.

"Y'all okay?" one of the directors asked as I sat back comfortably. Is she okay?

"No" she said in complete shock

"Oh my god" I heard Ameen say with a slight chuckle, "Jesus take the wheel"

"I'm ready to go" I said now getting up before mama Kia stood up too

"You can't go nowhere" she said as I collected all my stuff, "Angel"

"Ma I'm telling you, I can't stay"

"Where you gone go?" she said before I shrugged, "Back to the hotel?"

"Yeah"

"We gotta wait for the truck to get back, they went to put air in the tires" she said causing me to nod while scratching the palm of my hand

This bitch got my hand itching.

All I know is, she deserved that shit and I'll slap her ass again. Simple

𝕊𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕝: 𝟜 𝔹𝔸𝕐𝕆𝕌 Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora