My Only: OBJ | Book 1&2 | (EDITING ERRORS!!)

Chapter 5

I knew that eventually i would have to tell Jenay about everything with Neicey. I hated everything about the position i was in. I put myself in this position though, the only person to be held accountable is me. I'm just so conflicted. I know the the right thing would be to tell her, but i feel like after this, its gonna be over forever and i can't take not having her in my life. I hated myself for sleeping with Neicey and I hated Neicey for taking advantage of me and extorting me.

Once that kid is born im gonna make sure i get full custody cause all her ass is gonna do is use my child as a pawn in her sick game. The only reason I'm not going in on her ass is cause she pregnant, other than that, it would be all out war. And cause she has a tape of me eating her out...

That's how I know I had to be extra fucked up, cause i would never let no random have her phone out while we fucking. Groupies will snap pictures of you in your sleep so you have them put they phone in a safe. Thats like rule #1 for all celebs.

I had mustered up enough courage to go to Jenay's shop and tell her everything. I know i should do it a home, but i dont want her to take Kai and run off. I didn't know how she would react, but i would most likely get stabbed. I had to own my mistakes, and that meant addressing them. Keeping this on hush for too long would only make things worse. Imagine me keeping this a secret forever, then she finds out from LaLa or someone else.

I walked inside the store, Essence was at the counter scrolling through her phone. Essence was a dark skin girl with a long black sew in. She's  mutual friend of LaLa and Nay. She mean mugged me as soon as I approached the desk.

"Damn, who pissed in your cereal?"

"Don't play, LaLa told me everything."

fuck. Why would LaLa go off and run her damn mouth? Did she tell Nay?

"Look Ess, I really appreciate you looking out for Nay but honestly I want to go about telling her my way. Okay?"

"Tell her what? LaLa already showed her the video."

"WHAT VIDEO????!!!!!"

ohmyfuckingod! My heart started to race and my palms got sweaty.

"The video of that stripper you had dancing on you, why the fuck you playing dumb all of a sudden?"

Thank God.

"Look, where's Jenay?"

"She should be in the back, And...." she clicked the home button on her phone. "I'm on break."

She got her purse from behind the counter and booted for the door.

I proceeded to the back getting more nervous as each moment passed. I repeated lines in my head about how i could possibly break the news. I went into her office but she wasn't there. She was probably in the restroom so i decided to wait. I was fiddling with some things on her desk when i heard a noise that made my fist immediately clench.

"Look what we have here."

I turned around to see Neicey.

"You have no business being here."

"Well i get off at six so I have a couple more hours to go. I wouldn't even have to be here if you gave me money to provide for myself and our child."

"Pause, YOU'RE WORKING HERE????"

"Unless you gone start-"

"Im not doing shit, ain't no one tell your stupid ass to quit working at the club."

"Aint no one tell me they nutted either!"

"Look, you got me fucked up, i gave you a place to stay, now you working at my fiance' store?"

"No nigga, you passed me off to your weird ass friend who also isn't giving me anything, so i applied for a job that coincidentally ended up being your fiance's store."

"Look, i told you i was gone handle all of this, just keep your mouth shut."

"Aint nobody bout to rat your ass out, i just want my money and we'll be cool."

"WHAT MONEY??!!! YOU NEVER WANTED MONEY IN THE BEGINNING!!IF ALL YOU WANTED WAS MONEY TO GET OUT OF MY LIFE I WOULD HAVE HAPPILY PAID IT!!!!"

She looked uneasy for a moment.

"I sorta need $367,000."

"Thats oddly specific, what is it for?"

"You said that you would pay it, so it doesn't matter what it's for. Just have the money and I'll stay the fuck outta ya life. Forreal this time."

Although 367,000 dollars is kind of a lot of money, I had to weigh my odds. I was willing to pay, but my conscience was telling me something was wrong. I felt like Neicey might be in trouble. Despite her being an evil bitch I was still concerned.

Even if I did pay off Neicey, LaLa still knows and could spill the beans at any second. I didnt know whether to pay her and risk being ratted out by LaLa, then lose my family, or not pay her and still get found out and lose my family.