Loving Twist (Under Construction)

Chapter 9

{Sunday - 12:40pm}

[Twist P.O.V.] - I woke up the next morning feeling fucked up. I sat up and my head was just pounding. Felt like I been fighting with a bear or some shit. I looked over and Naomi wasn't there. She called last night and said she wasn't coming home till I get right and I ended up drinking. Heavy. That explains my headache. Ugh. I laid there thinking about Naomi until I decided to get up. I started straightening up and after that, I had decided to get ready. But then I got a text. It was an unknown number. I read the message anyways.

??: Aye, meet me at SHAKE SHACK... 1111 Lincoln Road (at Lenox Avenue)

Me: Who is this?

??: (minutes later) Nicole.

Me: Fuck you want?

??: Just to talk....... PLEASE

I felt pissed because she lied on me and nearly fucked up my relationship with Naomi. I threw my phone down on the bed. I rubbed my eyes in confusion. I knew damn well that Nicole was lying. Never have I ever fucked ha. NEVER!! I decided to go ahead and handle this. I texted back saying ok because she must be stopped. I got ready and grabbed my phone, keys and wallet. I walked out and left. Here we go. 😒

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*1 hour later*

[Naomi P.O.V.] - I had slipped into me and Twist house earlier this morning to pack me a bag. It was easy cause I guess he poured up last night and then passed out. I mean he was knocked tf out. 😂 But now I'm back at Drew house, unpacking. Nyla ran in my room.

Nyla: AUNTIEE! (jumps in my bed; bear hugs me)

Me: NYLA!! (laughs) Whats going on?

Nyla: Dwaddy said that- that your staying wit us? It true?

Me: Yes. It is.

Nyla: (jumps up and down) YAYYYY!!!!

Drew: Nyla stop jumping in the bed!

Nyla: (sits down) Sowwy Dwaddy.

Me: (laughs) Lighten up a little.

Drew: Nah she know better.

Me: Such a parent. (rolls eyes; chuckles) Come on Nyla. Wanna help make breakfast?

Nyla: Ok! (grabs my hand; we run downstairs)

Drew: (smiles) I'll be down in a minute!

Me: Don't care!

Drew: (sighs; shakes head chuckling)

Me and Nyla were in the kitchen making breakfast when I got a phone call. It was Paris.

{Phone Convo}

Me: Hellllooooo.

Paris: (laughing) Hey. What you doing?

Me: Making breakfast with my neice.

Paris: Your neice?

Me: Yes. Now may I help you?

Paris: Rude. (laughs) Wanna have lunch with me, Kash and Tiara?

Kash: (In the background) You betta say yes!!!

Paris: (laughs) Shut Up!

Me: (snickers) Ok. Just let me finish up here.