Wicked Games (Urban) Book 7 | The Sideline Series

Chapter 27

I hope y'all know I'm gonna start my nine month sentence at school on Tuesday so it's gonna be like last school year where I updated once, maybe twice, a week. I hate posting once a week, especially since I didn't post much this summer but it's the best I can do. Sorry, but I hope you guys understand. If it was up to me, I'd switch the two. I'd write for you guys all the time and go to school once a week lol

Oh, I don't know why everybody keeps saying this but Sean and Stephen are NOT brothers. I don't know where y'all got that from but Sean is the guy that's the president of a fraternity at UCLA that tried to r*pa Lindsey in an alley and he's Tee Tee's Mama's boyfriend. And Sean knows Andre, somehow. But Stephen is just possibly working with MJ and Tee Tee's Mama to pimp out girls. But Stephen and Sean are NOT related in any way, shape or form.

Lindsey

Andre and I got married a few hours ago and I was still in shock. We didn't have rings. We didn't have a wedding. We didn't have our families around to witness us getting married and we didn't plan any of this. But what we did have was our continuous love for each other and this marriage license that'll show we're truly married to our parents, who probably won't believe us. 

We waited two hours to get the marriage license. I don't know what was taking so long since there were only a few people ahead of us but the judge said they could mail it and it could be back to us in up to two weeks. Andre and I couldn't wait that long though. Our families won't believe we just up and got married. They're gonna want some type of proof before they actually belief we got married so I plan on shoving this marriage license in each and everyone of their faces since I know they'll all have something to say, especially Theodore.

Andre slipped his hand into mine and quickly glanced at me before putting his eyes back on the road. "Alright, now that we're officially married, what are we gonna do? We going on our honeymoon or are we gonna break the news to our folks? You already know they're gonna have a lot of shit to say."

I sighed. "Yeah, I know, but I don't care. We decided to make this decision so this is all up to us. I love you and you love me so why should it matter if we're married or not? They've been talking about us getting married for years so they shouldn't be too upset since this is what they want. But we do have another problem."

"What's up?"

"Well, since I'm your main you need to get rid of your side hoe and so do I."

"Chanel's not a side hoe but I don't have a problem putting her in the friend zone."

I scrunched up my face. "Oh hell no. No friend zone Andre. She's gotta go."

"Stephen has to go."

I folded my arms. "Seriously?"

"Hell yeah. Why should I get rid of my friend, that I've known longer than you've known Stephen, but you get to keep Stephen around? You must really like that nigga or else you wouldn't be buggin' like this over a nigga you've only known for a month. It should be nothing to cut that nigga off since y'all barely know each other."

"How can I just cut him off when we work together? The room I'm student teaching in is directly across the hall from him, so please tell me how I can just cut him off."

"Cut him off the same way you want me to cut Chanel off."

I rolled my eyes. I can't just walk away from Stephen out of the blue. Yeah, we made a rash decision to get married but our whole lives shouldn't change because of it. Of I'll stop going out with Stephen, kissing him and sleeping with him but I still want to be his friend. We at least deserve friendship since we really didn't know each other that long before Andre and I suddenly jumped into marriage. And I guess if I want me and Stephen to remain friends, then Andre's gonna have to remain friends with that Chanel whore.