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"...Nigga pay upp!" Cheesing, I jumped off the couch.

"Naw, you cheated!"

"How I'm gone cheat off 2K nigga? Pay the fuck up," I held my hand out waiting on my money.

"You prolly be paying them niggas off. It's no way you won 4K off me today" Keem replied defeatedly.

"Keem, that shit right there, you just said ain't make no sense. Technically, I made 8 thou off you-"

The doorbell rang.

Just then, I remembered I ordered Chinese for 'Yona, for whenever she got off and came over. I went to the door and opened it, got the food and tipped the delivery guy before taking the food into the kitchen and setting it on the island.

"We just ordered pizza, why you order Chinese?" I heard Keem ask as he went to the fridge for a drink.

He was gone find out bout 'Yona eventually and he didn't blab his mouth so I told him, "I been fuckin' wit someone and she 'posed to be comin' over late tonight."

"Playa, playa okay I see y-" I cut him off, "Dumbass not like that. I fucks wit ha..," I trailed off.

I started making my way back to the living room, "You mean, like you think you found ha or like shawty got the good shit and you just pussy whipped," Keem said as he joined me to start a game of COD.

I gave him a side eye, cause he knew I wasn't no kiss-and-tell typa nigga, but yet he stayed asking questions, "Both," I answered while I kept my eyes glued to the TV screen. "Been already seven months since we been kic-" He cut me off, "How you been fuckin' wit shawdy fa seven whole months and I ain't notice? And you ain't even tell me."

Shaking my head I look in his direction, "We was just fuckin' till recently," I tell him keeping it at that.

He opens his mouth to say something when the doorbell rings, "That's ha?" he asks and I look at the time, it was already eleven, "Yea, think so. Say hi and get out, I know you gon say some outta pocket shit but wait till next time we met up," I told him as I walk to the door.

I opened the door and let her in, "Hey," she greeted before pecking my lips, "Umm, that Chinese I smell?"

I nodded causing her to smile widely, "Bett," she exclaimed going into the kitchen, "You're the best," she half sang and half yelled from inside the kitchen while she fixed her food up.

I went back to the living room and a little while after, she joined me. When she noticed Keem, she sat her food on the table.

"That's a lotta food, you sharin'?" Keem teased and I roll my eyes.

"Ion share food," she told him making me grin, "but since you like to ask questions, I'm Ayona," she extended her hand out for him to shake.

He grinned looking at me, "I like her." Turning back to her, "You got a mouth on you.., that nigga swear he da shit. I can't wait to see how you put him in his place. Hakeem, by the way."

Instead of shaking her hand he hugged her, "I'll see yall 'round. Yall have a good night," he daps me up before leaving out the front door.

For the rest of the night, 'Yona and I just lay up, talk, and chill.

It'd been seven-- almost eight-- long ass months since I met 'Yona and she wasn't just some chick I wanted to fuck all the time-- even though we did-- but besides that, I was thinking I was starting to catch some feelings for her.

For now, though I was just sitting back to see how it would turn out.

Ayona

I'd met Hakeem days ago, who Daystar, later on, explained to me was his best friend since before he got to the fame and that he was all he really had since his mother and grandmother passed away.

Hakeem had a goofy personality. On the many occasions that I had met him, he was extremely chill. After meeting a few times he'd told me to call him 'Keem.

"You want somethin' to drink girl?" Porsha asked me from her kitchen.

"Uh, what's that fruity shit you gave me last time?" I answered loud enough for her to hear.

She didn't say anything back instead I just heard her mumbling to herself and going through her fridge so I continued looking up some songs on her TV.

Porsha had a beautiful house which she'd told me she designed herself. It was gorgeous, it was a two-story house on property that she owned by the beach. The house was breathtaking on the inside, she had a five-bedroom set up with a huge living room, a mother's dream come true kitchen, and her basement was ridiculously crazy.

Her living room was set up with a view over-looking the ocean that you could see because of the floor to ceiling glass windows where a wall was supposed to be. She had one of the glass windows slid open so that the warm breeze could filter into the spacious area.

Porsha and I had gotten close since we'd met. Every now and then we would chill at each other's places.

As big as her house was, she'd told me she had no family. Didn't seem like she wanted to talk to me about what happened to her family so we would usually talk about other things. She was chill, and a straightforward person and I liked that. I was so used to people lying and hiding shit which was why I stayed away from family and everybody in general.

Porsha reminded me so much of Tiny, they both didn't give a fuck bout other peoples opinion of them, they told the truth straight up, and when it came to people they fucked with it was all or nothing for them. That and the fact that they were both hilarious and goofy.

After she'd gotten us some drinks we headed out to the balcony that overlooked the ocean. "This huge ass house fa little ol' you, Porsha? You wild, Ion know how you do it. My ass live in an apartment and I be getting lonely as hell laying in there by myself..," I told her as I sipped on the fruity alcoholic drink.

She simply shrugs, "Girlll, we makin' all this money and at this rate Imma be dead in my grave 'fore I find someone to share all dis shit with so I'm makin' the most of it," she says making a sweeping motion with her hand, towards the house before taking a sip of her drink.

She looks over at me with a questioning look, "Why is you livin' in an apartment? I know Gregg pay you bank," she pauses to take a couple sips, "and girl shouldn't you be modelin' somewhere? You gorgeous and you got a body."

I nodded my head agreeing with her, "Yea he do, but I'd just be waistin' money sittin' in a big ass house by myself. I modeled for a while, haven't done it in a few months though..," we continued talking and sharing stories till it was getting pretty late in the evening.

Before I headed home, that night.

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A/N: I know this chapter boring but I'll put the other chapter up tomorrow by 2 or 3. I got a lot going on, but I promise I'll put something up tomorrow.

Thanks for reading and voting yall.

-Elza😘