Finding Our Wings {Complete}

No time 59

He sucked his teeth.

Crs: Whatever mane. Have fun with your rapist boyfriend, and tell that pussy nigga Frank I'll do it again bitch

C: Fuck you

I hung up appalled. 

"What'd he say?"

"He asked me to make em a suit and when I called him out, he called you a rapist and Frank a pussy and me a bitch. But I'll handle it." I said going to ig

"That nigga's a fuckin chicken asshole; but what're you gonna do?"

"You'll see."

I copied down the number Chris called me from and typed in on my insta story with the caption "give this nasty ass, homophobic ass, colorist ass, disrespectful ass nigga @chrisbrownoffical a call for me babes" and posted it. 

"What'd you just do Clementine."

"Leaked his number."

He was silent for a minute.

"Nice."

We both laughed and siged afterwards. 

"You wanna do something tomorrow?" He asked

"Yeah, like what?"

"I don't know, find a carnival or something."

"Bet."

The next day

Ayo, bucket hat like I'm Gilligan
Hit Wallace, I just ordered a Cullinan
Milkin' the cow, what are you niggas uttering?
Churnin' the butter, sensitive niggas cryin'

I woke up hearing Tyler rapping loud as fuck. It sounded good but nigga, it was like 7 in the morning. I whine a little bit and get out of bed grabbing my blanket damn near blind cause my eyes are really bad in the morning and don't function correctly until like 10. I stumble a little down the stairs and look at Tyler.  He looked at me too and started smiling but he never stopped rapping. I flicked him off and went downstairs. I go to the couch and put on cartoon Network before going back to sleep

30 minutes later

I hear laughter and open my eyes. Tyler was sitting by my face holding his knees to his chest looking at the TV. He's so cute. 

"Finally nigga." I said 

He turned around and looked at me.

"What?"

"You stopped recording. Damn, it was mad early."

"Lame ass hater. That's exactly what you are."

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you."

We both laughed. 

Time skip

We were getting ready to go to the carnival and I was looking through all my shirts but couldn't find anything.

"I need to wash clothes man." I said 

"I know. I'm missing my custom golf hoodie." 

"You're hands work just as fine."

"But I'd fuck it up and we both know that."

He had a point.

"Yeah."

My phone started ringing and it was Cal.

C: Hey Cal 

Clv: Hey Clem, well you know how you wanted Dita von teese to speak at your camp 

C: Yeah? What's wrong can she not do it?

Clv: She can but wants to meet with you today-

C: I can't I'm going to the carnival with Tyler 

Clv: She's leaving for Paris tomorrow and isn't coming back for 2 weeks which is right before your opening 

I sighed. Fuck me.

C: Alright, what time do I have to be there

Clv: She said she could come in 30 minutes

C: Ok, I'll be there

Clv: Sorry girl

C: Thanks, well I'll see you later

Clv: Yeah, bye

C: Bye

I hung up and looked at Tyler tie his shoe. 

"Tyler?" 

"Yeah. Everything good?"

I sighed. 

"Noo, Cal called and to;d me that Dita von teese can only meet with me today."

"Ok?"

"Aaaand, I have to be at the office right about now."

"What?!" 

He looked so disappointed. 

"I'm so sorry T."

"Why do you have to be so lame."

"Wha- she's going to be in PARIS for TWO  WEEKS this is my only opportunity." 

He crossed his arms and looked down.

"Ok Clementine."

I walked up to him and hugged his waist.

"I'm really sorry. I wanted to go too." 

"It's fine I guess." He said hugging me back 

I looked up and kissed him. I layed my head on his chest. 

"I have to go Tyler."

"Alright. When are you gonna be home?" 

"I don't know, but soon. Maybe."

"Alright, bye Clem."

"Bye Tyler."

I left his grip and left the house