The Darkest Relations

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"Fucking old white guys for money isn't really my cup of tea, Candance."

"See that's where you got it all wrong, Sam literally sits around and just send him pictures of her belly, belly pics for a grand a month!"

You know I think I heard of that," Mandy chimed in. "It's like some kind of fetish, these creeps like to watch it grow, feed you and watch you get fat.

"Shit for a grand a month I can be a BBW, a few extra pounds

"So if you two are so for it why don't you sign up."

"Bobby would kill me if I tried to sign up for one of those sites. Plus he pretty much gives me any thing I could ever ask for. He's perfect." Candace aw'd at the thought of her man. The two of them seemed like they came right out of a romance novel. Rich boy meets, middle class girl and the two live happily ever after. If the two weren't so young they would probably already be marred with like fifteen kids by now, but, Bobby's parents said that if he wants them to pay for the wedding that he has to finish college first. Which is exactly why he took dual enrollment and summer classes and now is down to just one semester at barely 20 years old.

"And I have Richard, I don't think I could handle wooing two men into giving me money."Mandy chimed in. Richard, the name of her father who Mandy hated, ever since she walked in on him screwing his secretary after he missed her 8th grade promotion Mandy held a never ending grudge towards her father. A grudge that honestly may never disappear. Maybe it's the Leo in her? Maybe it's the hatred toward him her mother spurred into her head. Or maybe it's the fact that she can see that he loves that other women more than he ever loved her. Can see that the little family he started with her, the love he has for that family is never what he provided her. That despite all the money he throws her way he will never ever love her that way he loves them, that she will never get to have a dad how those new children do, and for that, she hates him.

"Look girl all I'm saying is that you might want to look into it, use what god gave you to your advantage. Or you can try to be an IG model, it's not like those bitches don't have money pouring in, and you deffly have the looks." Candace was right, Janice did have the looks. Out of the three she was the most attractive one, the one that always brought the attention of others. However, Janice was not into those types of things. Surprisingly, she was one of the few teenagers who had pretty much sworn social media off all together. Believing that it was pointless, just a bunch of people who despise you behind your back, a group of females wishing they could be you, people lying about their lives, and way too many boys trying to get at you. All of which was not her cup of tea. Yet, Mandy and Candace found themselves engulfed in it. Constantly having their faces stuck to their phones as they tried to live up to the next female and make others wish that they could live the lives they lived. That meant taking trips all around the world just so they could document it, buying the newest bags, always making sure their hair was done and different, advocating for the most ridiculous brands, and most of all, having the thousands of strangers know everything about you, something that was not appealing to Janice. While Mandy and Candace had the financial means for the job, gaining them a combined 400 thousand followers, they did not have that it factor. They looked just like any other 20 something with basic plastic surgery and a couple dollars to their name. Now Janice, Janice had the it factor. She had a unique style, a unique taste, and a unique face that set her apart from others, that made her stand out in a room full of dimes. Maybe it was her deep toned skinned, or her smile, teeth so bright that they could light up the whole room, maybe it was those hazel eyes of hers that constantly had people questioning if they were truly hers, or the long natural hair that brought on the same questions. Or maybe, maybe it was the fact that everything about her beauty was so effortless. While she turned the effortless look into a fashion statement she and the rest of the trio knew that it was only because she had no choice. She couldn't afford weekly manicures, expense nails, long exotic weave, all things that she would love to try but had to brush off as "not my thing" because they were not things people in her tax bracket were able to afford.