Daddy's Home

❝ He Told Me His Name Was Kacy ❞

✹ Starring ✹

Kacy 🏇

Y/n 🙈

Nic 💫

Jarvis 💦

Legacy 😻

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"Girl," Y/n shook her head looking at the tv that laid closer to the ceiling in the bar and grill , taking a sip of her Hennessy and looking over at her friend who was the bartender, "Muh'fucka's crazy."

"The suspect Odell Beckham Jr. Is no where to be found. Neighbors said, he may have killed his girlfriend and the male, he found after coming home from work, completely nude, in his bed. Some sa-"

Nic's freshly manicured hand grabbed the remote to the large flatscreen tv, turning the channel, and the vague reporters voice disappeared. She nodded in agreement, leaning on the counter in front of her friend.

"But, damn," she bit her lip shaking her head, "He was fine."

"It's always the fine ones bitch. That's why we can't find no good men." Y/n preached downing the glass of Hennessy down.

"Want another glass?" Nic suggested.

Y/n shook her head, declining the offer, she didn't wanna get drunk. She had a bottle of Rosé at home, that she was dying to crack open. "No, can't do. But, thanks doll. Got get home."

"Damn. Now I'm finna be hella bored." She pouts hugging her friend sadly.

"Oh, you'll be fine. Call me, when you get home." Y/n said receiving a playful smack to the butt from her smirking friend.

"Okay."

"I'm not playing with you Nic," she scolded throwing her MCM bag over her shoulder, "Last time, you had me scared to death."

"Okay, I gotchu' mother."

Y/n rolled her eyes before waving bye to her dear friend.

"Bye sexy!" Nic shouted after her.

Y/n shook her head laughing, walking out of the bar, and out into the humid California ten forty- six night air, to her uber.

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Now, these past few months have been nerve wrecking for the Odell Beckham Jr. Moving from New Orleans, two thousand miles, all the way to Sunny California. Running away from the cops, and changing his name to Kacy, and letting his hair grow out dying it blonde, going to the gym, and letting his features mature. Totally different person right?

Thanks, to his best friend, right hand and partner in crime, Jarvis Landry. Who stayed with him this whole time.

Jarvis chuckled as they laid on the beach chairs the Saturday afternoon, drinking Bud lights from the cooler, and watching the loads of people go out into the water.

"What?" Kacy looked at his friend through the expensive Gucci shades.

"Think about where we were six months ago. Duckin' and dodgin' cops, now we coolin' at California beach sipping beer, and the police done forgot all about yo stupid ass." He chuckled. And this time Kacy laughed this time also, his friend wasn't lying.

"Aye, you tryna get inna' water though?" Kacy asked taking the shades off.

"Nah, nigga fuck I look like finna get in some pissy ass water." Jarvis scoffed taking doggy filtered pictures on his snapchat.

"Damn, you got tha Hollywood mentality already." Kacy joked rising up from the chair. Jarvis raised his middle finger to him.

"Damn, it's hot outchea'." Kacy fanned his very fit body as he walked the lengthy walk to the open water. Not watching where he was going, he bumped into the small figure that was way shorter than him.

"I'm sorr-"

"No! Fuck. Look what you did! You needa watch where the fuck your goin'. Didn't even say sorry!" The small woman raged, as the vanilla ice cream was smushed all in her cleavage.

"Damn bitch, I was tryna apologize ta yo lul' black ass, but since you wanna act like a lul' hoe, fuck you." He spat continuing his walk and bumping her shoulder purposely.