Andy hadn't brought up the "love you" thing ever since it happened last night. I wasn't sure if I should be worried or happy. Did she just not want to talk about it or did it just fly over her head? Did it go in one ear and out the other? Did it make her feel awkward? I didn't know whether it was worse that she didn't care or if she didn't feel the same way. My thoughts were going crazy about the subject.

"Um, I think he just sh-t himself," Andy said with a frown as she held up Jason away from her.

Today, I had the duty of babysitting Tyra's little cousin once again. I loved spending time with Jason, especially with Andy. She didn't know a damn thing about kids, which was kind of crazy since she had a little sister. "Why are you telling me," I asked her as I continued watching the TV.

"He needs to be changed."

Andy who was sitting beside me tried to past me Jason, but I acted like I didn't see her in my peripheral. "Well, change it, fool."

"I don't know how to, fool!"

I giggled at her mocking me as I shrugged my shoulders. "There's this thing called Google."

"Are you seriously going to make me change him," Andy asked like a whiny teenager. She looked at Jason with a mean mug and Jason giggled as he reached for her nose. "Stop picking my nose, you little sh-t!" Jason laughed more and put his hands in his mouth before putting them back on Andy's face. "You're disgusting, bro."

"Change his diaper, bebé. I believe in you," I tried to encourage her.

"But I don't want to!"

"Well, what are you going to do when you have kids? Are they just going to run around with sh-tty diapers?!"

"My wife can deal with that." I rolled my eyes at her. If we got married, she was going to be changing diapers too.

"Well, I feel bad for your future wife."

"Why would you feel bad for yourself," Andy asked with a nonchalant smirk. Ugh, I wanted to slap that damn smirk off her face sometimes!

"I'm your future wife? Yeah, right. You wish. I already told you I'm marrying Drake. I'm just waiting for him to pop the question," I teased. "Don't worry, you'll be in the wedding. You can be the flower girl."

"You can be the flower girl," Andy mocked me in an annoyed tone. I chortled and punched her shoulder. "Hey! I'm holding a baby here!"

"Go change his damn diaper!"

"What do I get out of this?"

"Why do you always want something from me? So needy." I scoffed and flipped my hair as I looked back at the television. "Another reason, I'm not marrying you. Drake would never treat me like this." I dramatically wiped my eyes with my hands as if I was tearing up.

Andy laughed out loud. "You're such a f-cking b-tch sometimes!"

"Wow. Here we go with the degrading words. You're emotionally abusing me. I need me a good man like Drake. He'd shower me with affection. You're no good for me," I continued with my act. "Drake would also change a damn diaper after the fifth time I asked him."

"First off, darlin, I am my own person. You can't just tell me to do something. You're not the boss of me. You know who would never treat me like this? Rihanna."

Now, it was my time to laugh at her. She had to be joking. "Rihanna would never stoop so low to get with you. You're too ugly, babe."

"Your obsession with looks is even uglier. Drake has too much of a beautiful soul to be with someone with such a black heart. You know what, you made me so mad that I'm about to change Jason's diaper." Andy quickly got up and stormed out of the room with Jason in her arms. A couple minutes later, I heard her screaming from the bathroom. "What the hell did you eat, you little sh-t?!"

"Are you good in there," I asked between laughing.

"No. I have sh-t all over my hands," she whimpered. "Can you help me, baby?!"

"Drake wouldn't need help!"

After a few minutes of silence, Andy came back out with Jason who was clung onto her. She sat down beside me and I took Jason from her. I snuggled him and kissed his forehead. "Are you more comfortable now, baby?"

"No, I'm not."

"I'm talking to Jason, not you!"

"Jason, doesn't even like you. He told me that in the bathroom while I was changing his diaper. We're super close now. Ain't that right, boy?" Andy reached her arms out and Jason went reaching for her. She took him with a proud smile. "Call me the baby whisperer."

"How about I just call you an asshole?"

Andy began bouncing Jason on her lap as she sung a random song at him, which I'm pretty sure she made up on the spot. She was actually really cute with kids but I wouldn't trust her to take care of one alone. She'd probably forget to feed them or something. Andy stopped singing when she got a text on her phone. I could tell by the way she looked at the screen that she had to go.

"Jimmy wants me at his place."

"Are you guys like besties now?"

"I don't know. He's been really chill. I can't really read him, but I'll be back later. Until then, don't let Jason miss me too much." She handed the kid to me and kissed his forehead before heading towards the door.

"Hey! Where's my kiss?"

"Why are you so needy? You always want something from me!"

"I hate you."

"I think we both figured out last night that you feel exactly the opposite."

"It was a joke!"

"Yeah, right!"

I blushed profusely as Andy went out the door. Okay, so apparently she did take notice to what I said last night. My stomach turned uncomfortably. She heard it, understood and didn't say it back. Which meant she didn't feel the same, or maybe she just wasn't ready to say it? Why should I care anyways? She was entitled to wait as long as she wanted to say the words, right? Was she?

Jason crawling onto my lap relieved me of my most likely unnecessary worrying. "You think she loves me, kid?"

He giggled and screamed out my name. "Deli!"

I laughed. "Say De-lan-ney."

"Deli!" He stood on my lap and gave me a small little hug. At least Jason loved me.

-

Jimmy never really asked me to come over to his house, especially not alone. I've been there a couple of times but it was always no longer than ten minutes. I hoped it would be the same today. Even though, he's been calmer. I still didn't trust him. I disrespected the man in his face. He was most likely quietly plotting revenge. Whether he was being genuinely nice or f-cking with me, I was ready for whichever.

The text told me to come in without knocking and as soon as I walked in, I heard Jimmy laughing. It was pretty quiet. It sounded like he was laughing at himself. "Jimmy!?"

"Come to the living room," he called out loud. I then heard him whisper something. I couldn't make it out but it sounded shady. I double-checked to make sure I had my gun on me. Like I said, Jimmy couldn't be trusted.

I looked around suspiciously. Everything seemed normal. Since Jimmy was a bachelor, his house was usually junky and unkept just like it was now. He degraded such a nice house with so much trash, but I guess that wasn't my business. I slowly walked in the living room and furrowed my eyebrows when I did. What in the f-ck?

Jimmy was sitting there on the couch with ten naked women standing in front of him. Some of them had bruises on them. Some were crying and the ones who weren't looked terrified for their life. They tensed up even more when they saw me. "What's going on," I asked suspiciously. Something told me that I really didn't want to know whatever was happening.

"Andy, the guest of honor, has finally arrived, ladies," Jimmy announced flamboyantly as he stood up from the couch. He walked over to me and shook my hand. I noticed he had a gun in his other hand. F-ck. I walked right into a f-cking trap. "Andy, we've been really cool lately. The last argument we got in, I remember I vividly told you that your girlfriend was going to get you killed, didn't I? You ran your smart ass mouth and thought I wasn't going to make real repercussions."

I clenched my jaw as I remembered the last argument Jimmy and I got into. Things got heated and he said a lot of f-cked up sh-t about Delaney. I didn't regret a single word I said to him, and I wasn't afraid to say it again. "I thought long and hard for the past few weeks and I came up with the perfect punishment. Since you're so in love with that b-tch that you're willing to disrespect me, I want you to disrespect her. Show your loyalty to the family. I got you ten gorgeous girls and you have to f-ck one of them. Right here. Right now. Or I'll kill all f-cking ten of them."

Jimmy had to be f-cking crazy. No way was I going to do that. He wanted to toy with me and make me obey him but it wasn't going to happen. I didn't disrespect the family. I disrespected him and f-cking one of those girls was only going to make him gain satisfaction and a sense of power. "I'm not doing that. I have a girlfriend and I'm going to stay faithful. I'm not going to concede to your sick commands."

"I thought you would say something like that." Without looking Jimmy shot blindly at the women, and a bullet lodged right into one's foot. She began screaming as she fell down to the ground. All the other girls began panicking and begging for their lives. "Next time, one of them is going to die. I don't think you understand, Andy. This isn't an option. You do this or I'll kill nine of them, bruise the last one up and tell Delaney about how you beat and raped her. I know that's a very sensitive topic for your girlfriend and all."

How the f-ck did Jimmy know that Delaney had gotten raped before? He was such a sick bastard especially to use that against me. "She would never believe you. How'd you find out about her past? Are you stalking her or something because I swear-"

"Shut up, Andy. I can find out anything about anyone in this city. That's why I'm the head honcho. That's why you're under me, now pick one of those girls before I run out of patience!"

When he said that, a couple of guys walked in. Jimmy's d-ck suckers had guns in their hands ready to do whatever was necessary. I stood no chance. "Hand over your gun. No worries. You'll get it back when you're done."

There was no way out of this. It was either die, let a bunch of innocent girls get killed or do what I had to do. I reluctantly pulled out my gun and handed it to Jimmy. He chuckled. "Looks like we have a show on our hands, boys," he yelled at his d-ck suckers. "Choose one, Andy. Make her cum. I want to see effort."

I tried to make it as fast as possible but it was harder than I thought. The struggle and the hesitation came from just knowing that Jimmy and his buddies were probably getting off. Thinking about Delaney didn't help things at all. I still had to go back to her at the end of all this. I felt disgusting not only because I didn't want to do this, but I knew the girl didn't either. I kept telling myself that I had no choice and that I had to do it, but I couldn't shake that degrading feeling.

Once things were done, Jimmy handed me my gun with a smirk. "Good girl. I think we both know who's really in charge now. Don't cross me again."

I gritted my teeth and didn't say a word as I left his house. He thought he had control of me, but I was going to kill him. I just needed to figure out a plan.

In the meantime, I felt like sh-t. Instead of heading straight back to Delaney's place, I took the longest shower of my life. No matter how hard I scrubbed, I couldn't feel clean. The longer I spent in there, the more disgusting I felt. I laid in bed, thinking I could sleep it off but that didn't work. All I could do was replay everything I did in my head. Why did I f-ck that girl? There had to be another option. How could be so f-cking stupid?

A text from Delaney knocked me out of my thoughts. I had let time slip by and it was nearly midnight.

Still with Jimmy? 😒 - Delaney 11:43 PM

no, darlin. I wasn't feeling well so came back to my place - Andy 11:48 PM

Awwww, my poor baby. Do you want me to come over?! - Delaney 11:49 PM

I don't want to get you sick - Andy 11:50 PM

I'm coming over to take care of my baby 😫 - Delaney 11:50 PM

Haha, baby, don't come 🤒 - Andy 11:51 PM

On my way! 🏃🏽‍♀️ - Delaney 11:52 PM

F-ck! I didn't think about what I was going to tell Delaney. I wasn't sure of how she'd handle it. I'm sure she would be pissed off but would it be at me, at Jimmy or both? I knew I had to tell her but until I got my thoughts straight, I wasn't going to say a word.

When Delaney came over, she offered to make me soup but I told her I wasn't hungry. I felt like sh-t putting on this sick act but I wasn't ready to tell her yet. Maybe in the morning, but not now. For now, I didn't want to relive the situation. Delaney ended up crawling in bed with me and even though I was 'sick', she cuddled into me. "Mmm, you smell good."

"Thanks, honey."

"Is something wrong? You seem so empty and you never call me honey. Did Jimmy do something to you because I swear, I will f-ck him up if he messed with my baby!"

I chuckled. That made me feel a little better, but the guilt and the disgusting feeling still remained. "Things didn't go well with Jimmy, but I'll tell you about it tomorrow. I promise. Let's just sleep, okay?"

"So, are you not sick?"

"No, I just wanted to be alone," I confessed.

Delaney blushed shamefully and laughed to herself. "Now, I feel clingy."

"It's good you're here, darlin'. I feel a little better now."

In the morning, I felt a pressure on my abdomen and a cold object on my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes and jumped when I saw Delaney, holding my own gun up to my forehead. "What the f-ck are you doing, Delaney?!"

"You're f-cking someone else, aren't you?"

"Jesus Christ."

"You better call on him because you're about to meet him, Andy! Especially if you think I'm just some f-cking fool."

"Get the hell off of me, Delaney, or I swear."

"You'll do what," she tested. She had the gun. She was in control, at least she thought she was. She had everything so wrong.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Who is she," she yelled at me. The gun tremored in her hands but her face stayed confident and straight.

"Who is who? Are you f-cking crazy?!"

"You must really think I'm an idiot! You told me you went to see Jimmy but you have scratch marks on your back! Lipstick on your f-cking clothes! Unless Jimmy is scratching you and wearing lipstick then it seems to me you were f-cking lying!"

I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes. How the hell could I divert this situation? How could I make it better? Delaney was heated. The last thing she would believe right now was the truth. "Did you go through my clothes or something?!"

"I knew something was up when you could barley look me in the eyes last night so I did some investigating. You know, I thought I could f-cking trust you, Andy." Delaney pressed the gun harder against my forehead. "You're just like every other asshole I've dated."

"Put the f-cking gun away, Delaney. Are you really going to kill me because you believe I cheated on you?!"

Tears fell down Delaney's cheeks and her hands began shaking. "Give me the f-cking gun."

"Why'd you cheat on me, Andy?"

"Delaney, please."

"Was I not good enough? Did I not satisfy you? Tell me why you would go and f-ck someone else!"

"I'm going to give you five f-cking seconds to put down the gun, Delaney. You don't know sh-t, okay? This is not what you think and the longer you have that f-cking gun pointed to my head, the angrier I get!"

"I know when someone is f-cking around on me! I have experience so don't tell me what I don't know especially when you have her marks all over you."

"That's f-cking it." I grabbed the gun from Delaney and pushed her off of me. I climbed on top of her and threw the gun on the floor. "The gun wasn't even f-cking loaded, you crazy b-tch! The next time you put a f-cking gun in my face, you better how you kill me. The next time you pull some sh-t like this I'll f-cking cave your face in. Do you f-cking hear me?" I grabbed Delaney's face so she could look at me. She looked me with a flat expression. If looks could kill, I would probably be dead.

"First, you f-ck around on me and then you threaten to kill me. Just let me go and I'll never talk to your crooked ass again!"

"Don't act innocent! You just had a f-cking gun to my temple. I'm not f-cking around on you, okay? It's a big misunderstanding. If you will let me explain then I'll tell you everything." Delaney didn't say anything. I was thankful that she was willing to at least listen for now.

I told Delaney every single detail. How Jimmy called me over and had me cornered. I told her that I had no choice. I didn't enjoy a second of what I did. I still felt like a piece of meat as if the act had only happened moments ago. When I got finished explaining everything, Delaney genuinely looked shocked. She believed me. Thank goodness, ducking believed me.

"I would never cheat on you at my own will. I did what I had to do. I didn't want anyone getting hurt. I know it's all f-cked up and if you want to go, you can." I got off of Delaney and she sat up. She got onto her feet and I covered my face. F-ck, was she really leaving.

"You need to cause a revolt. Kill Jimmy and take his power," Delaney said boldly. I peeked up from my hands and she kneeled down in front of me. "What happened was f-cked up, not only for you but the girls involved. They deserve justice. You deserve justice. You need to kill him, Andy. Do it or I will."

I let out a small chuckle. "You're really giving me advice after all of this?"

"I guess I really am a crazy b-tch, huh?"

We both laughed for a few seconds, but things quickly got serious again. Jimmy had to die. He had gotten out of control. "I'm going to kill him."

-

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