Me: Bet. I’ll make sure that caregiver and mortgage company do not receive their payment for another two months. Then I’ll send a few of my goons to your grandmother’s home and she can make up for all of the money you owe. I know a few nasty niggas that like old pussy and would enjoy passing her around, especially since she can take her teeth out.
Addy: Please don’t! I’m sending it.
Me: That’s what I thought! And make sure you look sexy.
Addy: FYI if the mortgage bill isn’t paid, the bank will add more fees and possibly foreclose on the house
I ignored her last text. I didn’t give a flying fuck right now. I’ll pay the shit when I get around to it. Within a few minutes, Addy had sent me over a pic that I knew Mr. Omba’s ass was going to like. Hell, his ass liked all of the pictures she sent - that’s why he kept messing them up. His old freaky ass was printing them off and jacking off on them.
I shook my head before forwarding them over. I was tired of dealing with his old ass, too, but that quarter million was on the tip of my fingers. All she had to do was finish school and the money was mine.
Chapter 7
Addison 3 Months Ago
Istared at my phone in disgust as the notification updated from ‘sending’ to ‘delivered’, indicating the picture went through. I threw my phone down and placed my head into my hands. I hated this!
When Olivia approached me those few months back, I thought God sent her into my life as a blessing when she told me she could help and would introduce me to her boss, Mr.L. Honey, when I tell you my discernment was not powered on, because I would’ve known it was a test and not a blessing. Now I was stuck dealing with Mr. L and my soon to be husband.
If I wasn’t in dire need, I wouldn’t have accepted, but what other choice did I have? At first, Mr. L held up his side of the bargain by getting us caught up on all the bills and he even hired an around the clock caregiver for my nana. I thought Icould rest easy knowing that while I was finishing school in Vegas, she was being taken care of back home in Philly. Of course, I was sadly mistaken!
Once Mr. L and I signed the contract making him the temporary guardian over my nana, he’s done the bare minimum! Not only has he failed to pay the bills, but he’s even forgotten to pay for nana’s caregiver a few times. I should have known not to trust that asshole! Hell, I sacrificed my freedom so that my grandmother would be comfortable and safe, but it seems like it was all for nothing.
A knock came at my door, snapping me out of my thoughts. I took a deep breath and plastered on a fake smile. I may have been dealing with Mr. L’s bullshit and lies and would eventually be given away to some old pervert, but I didn’t let that get in the way of the little happiness I had. Opening the door, I found my friends Cindy and Sandy, who were cousins, and Akira standing there.
“What up, friend!” Sandy sang, pulling me into a hug.
“Hey, girls,” I laughed, embracing her back.
I gave Cindy a quick hug and gave Akira, who I liked to call K sometimes, a kiss on each cheek. I may have been friends with everyone, but Akira was my best friend. I felt comfortable around her, and we told each other everything. We started at college together and damn near had the same major, so it was inevitable that we’d become close.
Don’t get me wrong, Cindy and Sandy were cool, but I just met them a few months ago. They were freshmen on my floor and since I was the RA, I always talked to them. They eventually started to come around more and more until ultimately, we all became friends.
“What’s the move tonight?” Cindy asked, sitting on top of my desk.
“I heard there was a new bar downtown, we should check it out.” Sandy chimed in.
“I don’t know about that. I have a few midterms tomorrow and I need to study.” Akira protested, sitting crisscross on my bed.
“I’m with K. As much as I want to turn up, this is my last midterm, and I refuse to fuck up my GPA now.”
“Ugh! I swear y’all are so boring sometimes. Live a little, why don’t you!” Cindy pouted.
“Girl, you acting like you don’t have two midterms tomorrow, too.” Akira snapped.
“We do, but damn, we still like to go have fun.”
“Yeah! Maybe if y’all come out and get the cobwebs dusted off y’all coochie, y’all wouldn’t be so stressed about some tests.” Sandy stated, snapping her fingers in the air.
“Bitch, fuck you!” Akira laughed, throwing a pillow at them.
“What? Just saying. When was the last time you made time for yourself and entertained the opposite sex? Or same sex, if you like eating more than sucking.”
Akira rolled her eyes. “I’m talking to someone right now, for your information, but we both care about our future and are focusing on getting our priorities handled. Trust and believe, when the semester is over, not one speck of dust gonna be on either set of lips. You feel me?”
“I know that’s right!” I cackled, giving her a high five.
“Aht, aht, not too much, miss ma’am. What about you?” Sandy tsked as she pointed her finger at me.
