The Model | Second Book To The Substitute |

Chapter 21 |

Keisha 🤫💜

"You full of shit." I laughed. Jarrell been out of town with all his hair appointments. So when he text me saying he was in town, I had to take him out.

"So how everything with you and Dave?"

"It's okay, he so focused on getting married but I just think we not ready for that."

"And why the hell not?"

"He cheated on me, this-

"Oh girl. You still on that shit? Your have to get over it, I honestly think he's running back to you because he loves you. It's called growing not revenging." I rolled my eyes from him rephrasing my words.

"I'll think about it, because it's not like I don't want to. I just want to see how this plays out you know? Even though he's grown tremendously I will give him that. People fall back into they old ways all the time."

"We're talking about marriage. Not a crack addict being clean for 2 weeks before running back into their old pimp or seller."

"Y-your and idiot." We both laughed.

"Of course, now where's China? She hasn't been answering my calls. Does she have a problem with me or something?," My eyes widened forgetting to tell him.

"Oh my god. You really have been gone for awhile. Well, chile let me tell you." I laughed

"Well spill it bitch, cause I got time."

Nate ☣️

"So, you don't want my number?," The girl smiled.

"No, trust me. You don't want the problems I have in my life." I laughed

"Maybe I do."

"Oh trust me, you don't."

"What? You think I can't handle you?, Cause I can," She smirked.

I cheesed because I'm liking this girl vibe. "Well I'll give you my number and then I'll see if you can handle me."

"I like this deal." She took the paper out my hand winking walking away.

I got a phone call seeing it was Penelope.

"Yo."

"When is Keisha next show."

"Next week why?"

"We have a photoshoot today and they want her in, you and her. Can y'all show?"

"Yeah, Just give us 30 minutes or so. What do they want with me?"

"Perfect, see you in a few."

I scrunched my face for her ignoring my question, "Bitch." I called Keisha telling her what's going on.

"Okay, I'm bringing Jarrell to do my hair."

"I really don't care." I hung up. My phone ringed again and I huffed loudly.

"What?"

"Bitch... but we need you at the trap, now." Leon said

"Can't bro, I have to help Keisha with her photoshoot."

"Nigga reschedule it, this shit is important."

"Aight man damn... Give me 20 minutes."

"To much damn shit going on today I'll tell you that." I said to myself. I called Keisha letting her know it was cancelled headed to the warehouse.

"What the fuck is so important that I'm losing money with my little sister?," I walked in shaking up the crew.

"We got a connection to the missing money."

"Really who?"

"Lauren London."

"Wait... what?"

"Yeah, I don't know who that is but we need to get her out the... she setting up whoever on our team stealing stuff."

"Are you stupid?- I need knew friends. LAUREN. Who do we know who's name is Lauren?"

"Nip girl? No." Leon paused, I rolled my eyes at the stupidity in this room.

"Who she work for?"

"We don't know for sure but we do have this lil boyfriend that's in accomplice."

My eyes widened even more, This some weird shit right here. But Lauren? No way.

"Bro I need proof no way I can believe that."

"I saw her dropping off the same weed and money that was stolen at the exact same house we bone-rushed through. She was the one that called the police, we went through her call logs."

"Bro, what the fuck is going on? Nobody can be trusted." I shook my head.

"Where she at right now?"

"With Nip."

"Bro we have too call him."

Dave ⚜️

"Shy get off the counter. DD get that juice up. KYLE PUT YOUR PANTS ON. Come here Papa." I huffed these kids to damn much.

"Bustdown thotiana." Kyle said grabbing his pants.

"You better sit down before I beat your assiana," I picked up my phone not looking at the caller ID.

"Speak."

"Bro, y'all about to stop disrespecting me. Get to the trap now."

"Nigga no, I got kids to watch. Keisha said if I leave them again to go anywhere... that's no ass for me."

"It's important."

"Then y'all come here. Kyle should keep you company cause he working my fucking nerves."

"Bet."

"Kyle! You trying to get me and you killed?! Take Keisha wig off."

"You so scary. You know that?," He laughed.

"Leon on his way." He smiled throwing the wig trying to make it laid on the counter, only for it to land in the dishwater.

My eyes widened as Kyle gasped. I turned slowly to him, "Before she kill me, I'm going to fucking kill you first."

He yelled screaming help as I pulled my belt off.

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"How we gonna tell that nigga Nip? He pussy whipped by that bitch." I stated.

"Your the one to talk?," Kyle asked.

All they boys laughed as I waved my belt around, "You want me to beat that ass again?,"

"No. Catch y'all later." He smiled.

"Look, we have to set Lauren up. Ain't no way we can just make Nip believe us without proof. And get our hands on the nigga who she working with." Leon shrugged.

"I got the prefect way to get her back," Nate smirked.

"How?," We all said in unison.

"Don't worry about it, but we're going to need the girls on this one though."