Chapter 9

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Titi pov

I got nervous all over again my legs started shaking a little

" I got you come on" he got out the car and waited for me surprisingly

" can you hold my hand?" I nervously asked him he bust out laughing then realized I was serious and smacked his lips

" Ight big head lets go" he said taking my hand

" oh shit you got a key thing" I asked kentrell remembering that we can't get in without it

" o yeah hold up" he said letting go of my hand to go get it out his car

" Ight now lets go" he said grabbing my hand again

It made me a little happy not gone lie

Kentrell pushed open the door with his free hand and we headed to the elevator

He put the key on the thing and then selected the number 15 (😭 I honestly don't know what it's called and I been living in a pent house/ condo for years I'll ask bradon when he gets home but ifykyk)

" ouh cover your ears" I told him he nodded then did it he must know why I told him to do that

The rest of the 45 second elevator ride was quiet I was just wondering what was going to happen when we see each other and I couldn't even imagine what goes on in kentrell crazy mind

The elevator soon came to a stop and opened

I squeezed his hand tighter

" you gone be straight tif" he said calming me down a bit I sighed and pulled out the key to unlock the door

" the fuck" kentrell said scrunching his face letting me know he smelled the same thing I smelled

" eww what the fuck is that" I asked putting my mask back over my face drowning the smell out

Kentrell quickly rushed to the restroom holding his nose and came back with air freshener and sprayed it all over the house that's how bad it stunk

The house is a mess how did he do all this in a day food and clothes are everywhere

I headed to the room and instantly started throwing my clothes in one of three suitcases

" hurry up I'm ready to go" kentrell said walking into the room

" you know it would be a lot more faster if you help and stop complaining" I told him smartly

" I don't fucking ha-"

" b-baby?" Three cut him off walking into the room dropping his chipotle bag

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