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my head, as I got dressed. Once I had all my stuff, I walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
    “Bitch, get out my house!” the girl yelled. I knew my little Instagram post had gone viral, which is why she was here so early.
    “I’m sorry, who are you?” I laughed and pointed to her.
    “I’m his girlfriend! Get out before I fuck you up!” she shouted as Hollis held her back.
    “Well girlfriend, I highly doubt you will fuck me up. Call me Hollis,” I winked and strutted out.
    I hoped she hadn’t kissed him in the mouth, because he was definitely eating my pussy good last night. Niggas were nasty as hell. I bet he gone take that same dick he stuck in me raw, and shove it in her mouth. These niggas had no respect for their main bitches, yet I was always looked at as the bad guy. I laughed to myself as I climbed into the stretch Hummer to take me home. I was gonna wait a couple hours, because I’m sure Hollis would be hitting my line soon.
    Zooey
     
    The party last night was so damn live. Andi left Josalyn and I, and Sam was too mad to let us use the limo we rode in. Luckily, Poppy agreed to give us a ride home. Josalyn was pissed but I wasn’t tripping, because I was happy Andi had bagged Hollis as planned.
    I suddenly got a whiff of blueberry waffles, and what smelled like omelets. I climbed out of bed, and headed to the kitchen to see Qadir cooking for me. He always did things like this for me. I just hated how he would let himself in sometimes though.
    “This is nice,” I said dryly as I sat down at the table.
    “Yeah, I thought I would do something nice for you,” he winked and then poured the omelet onto a plate. I shook my head and smiled, and then left to get my phone.
    When I returned to the kitchen, my plate was made and sitting on the table. I sat down and began to eat and check my text messages.
    “I hate when you do that at the table. I’m clearly trying to spend some time with you,” Qadir scoffed.
    “I’m here aren’t I?” I raised a brow.
    “Whatever Zooey,” he replied shaking his head. I went into my texts and saw I had one from Poppy.
    Poppy: Hey could you drop by today?
    Me: Sure! What time?
    Poppy: 2:30pm okay?
    Me: That’s perfect. See you then.
    “Why the fuck you smiling at your phone?” Qadir spat.
    “I got a new job. Relax,” I replied rolling my eyes. He was way too clingy, and it was so unattractive. I needed to let him go as soon as possible.
    “Oh yeah? Where?” he inquired.
    “Nowhere special. I have to go,” I said leaving my plate at the table, barely touched.
    As I walked to my room, I heard him storming behind me. I was not in the mood for this, and technically, I didn’t need his ass.
    “So that’s it? I come over and make you breakfast, hoping to spend some time with you and this is how you react?” he frowned in confusion.
    “Why are you so damn needy?” I shook my head out of disgust.
    “Needy? Bit- Zooey, I’m not being needy; I was trying to do something nice for yo’ ungrateful ass!” he yelled.
    “Well I don’t need you to do anything nice for me,” I shrugged as I gathered my toiletries for the shower.
    “Oh word? You don’t need me to do nothing nice for you?” he scoffed.
    “That’s what I said. Now please leave so I can get dressed in peace,” I spat and shoulder checked him on my way out of the room.
    When I got out of the shower, Qadir had gone home, thank God. I dressed quickly, and then left to meet Poppy at her house. I was so excited to embark on this new adventure, that I smiled the whole ride there. Once I found her house, I hit the block and parked a little ways away. I walked a couple blocks back to her home, and then took a deep breath before knocking.
    “Good afternoon, how may I help you?” an older white lady answered the door.
    “Hi, I’m Zooey and I’m here to see Poppy,” I smiled.
    “Okay, just one moment,” she smiled and closed the door in my face. After a couple minutes, Poppy came to the door