being sweet and endearing just wouldn’t seem natural. Billie wanted him to kiss her or at least give her a hug but she knew if he did it would come across forced. Having him fake intimacy with her would only make her feel ten times worse.
“I’ll see you in a few hours,” she reconfirmed. “Oh and please make sure that Kaylee and Kenzie eat something healthy tonight. They told me that they’ve been eating nothing but fast food all week.”
“Well, I’ve been doing the best that I can Billie. I have a lot on my plate too with work, taking care of the girls, coming to the hospital and making sure the house is straight,” Knox said, annoyed.
“I wasn’t trying to be funny or anything,” Billie assured.
“It sure seemed like it,” Knox responded, coolly.
“Are we going to be okay?” Billie asked, unsure.
“I don’t know,” Knox shook his head, massaging his jaw. “I don’t know.”
All you ever did was wreck me.
-Miley Cyrus, “Wrecking Ball”
Chapter 12
“Girl, I still can’t get over the news, honey.” Candy sat down at the kitchen island at Tee-Tee’s house.
“Me either.” Dylan sipped on her glass of ice cold Canada Dry Ginger Ale and examined her mother.
It was a Tuesday afternoon and she was dressed like she was headed to the club. Candy loved to show off her figure. If it wasn’t tight it wasn’t right. Candy was well into her fifty’s and was wearing a green, mesh, cut-out, open back, midi dress with lucite, six inch, stripper heels. Dylan didn’t know whether to be impressed that her mother had the body to pull such a look off or appalled that her mother would wear such an outfit on a Tuesday afternoon.
“When she said it, I literally passed out,” Tee-Tee laughed.
“I had to help his big ass up,” Dylan giggled. “I mean everyone was in shock.”
“Who would’ve thought Billie and State would’ve bumped uglies.” Candy screwed up her face.
“Most certainly not me.Dylan pursed her hips.
“So now that it’s settled in some, how do you feel?” Tee-Tee asked as Kenzie and Kaylee ran around in the living room.
He was watching them for Knox while he was at work. Dylan inhaled deep and rolled her eyes.
“I’m angry, I’m disappointed, I’m confused, I’m in shock. There are so many different emotions going through me. I mean, I still don’t know how it all went down between the two of them.”
“I asked her.” Tee-Tee snapped his fingers. “And she spilled the whole tea to me.” He popped his lips.
Dylan simply looked at him and arched her eyebrow. She wasn’t in the mood for Tee-Tee’s over the top dramatic behavior or his brightly colored outfit. She couldn’t figure out who looked more of a mess; him or her mother. Tee-Tee was serving Amber Rose realness with his blonde buzz cut, neon yellow camisole displaying his full set of double D breast implants, galaxy garter leggings and hot pink patent leather pumps. There was no way she could take him serious in that get-up.
“What she say?” Dylan cocked her head to the side and prepared herself for the worst.
“Basically, they met back when you were in L.A. trying to be the next Linda Lovelace,” Tee-Tee joked.
“Umm excuse you. I almost landed a role playing a crackhead in one of Tyler Perry’s movies. She,” Dylan spoke in third person. “was a great actress.” Dylan flipped her imaginary long hair.
“Girl, I could’ve played a crackhead in one of Tyler Perry’s movies. That ain’t shit.” Tee-Tee waved her off.
“Now back to the tea, bitch. Where was I?” He looked up towards the ceiling.
“Oh yeah, so you were in L.A. and me and her weren’t cool yet. It was during the summer and she and State were both interning at Mass Appeal records. They had like this love/hate relationship that apparently flipped into more love than hate and plenty of back breaking. She thought he was the
“I’ll see you in a few hours,” she reconfirmed. “Oh and please make sure that Kaylee and Kenzie eat something healthy tonight. They told me that they’ve been eating nothing but fast food all week.”
“Well, I’ve been doing the best that I can Billie. I have a lot on my plate too with work, taking care of the girls, coming to the hospital and making sure the house is straight,” Knox said, annoyed.
“I wasn’t trying to be funny or anything,” Billie assured.
“It sure seemed like it,” Knox responded, coolly.
“Are we going to be okay?” Billie asked, unsure.
“I don’t know,” Knox shook his head, massaging his jaw. “I don’t know.”
All you ever did was wreck me.
-Miley Cyrus, “Wrecking Ball”
Chapter 12
“Girl, I still can’t get over the news, honey.” Candy sat down at the kitchen island at Tee-Tee’s house.
“Me either.” Dylan sipped on her glass of ice cold Canada Dry Ginger Ale and examined her mother.
It was a Tuesday afternoon and she was dressed like she was headed to the club. Candy loved to show off her figure. If it wasn’t tight it wasn’t right. Candy was well into her fifty’s and was wearing a green, mesh, cut-out, open back, midi dress with lucite, six inch, stripper heels. Dylan didn’t know whether to be impressed that her mother had the body to pull such a look off or appalled that her mother would wear such an outfit on a Tuesday afternoon.
“When she said it, I literally passed out,” Tee-Tee laughed.
“I had to help his big ass up,” Dylan giggled. “I mean everyone was in shock.”
“Who would’ve thought Billie and State would’ve bumped uglies.” Candy screwed up her face.
“Most certainly not me.Dylan pursed her hips.
“So now that it’s settled in some, how do you feel?” Tee-Tee asked as Kenzie and Kaylee ran around in the living room.
He was watching them for Knox while he was at work. Dylan inhaled deep and rolled her eyes.
“I’m angry, I’m disappointed, I’m confused, I’m in shock. There are so many different emotions going through me. I mean, I still don’t know how it all went down between the two of them.”
“I asked her.” Tee-Tee snapped his fingers. “And she spilled the whole tea to me.” He popped his lips.
Dylan simply looked at him and arched her eyebrow. She wasn’t in the mood for Tee-Tee’s over the top dramatic behavior or his brightly colored outfit. She couldn’t figure out who looked more of a mess; him or her mother. Tee-Tee was serving Amber Rose realness with his blonde buzz cut, neon yellow camisole displaying his full set of double D breast implants, galaxy garter leggings and hot pink patent leather pumps. There was no way she could take him serious in that get-up.
“What she say?” Dylan cocked her head to the side and prepared herself for the worst.
“Basically, they met back when you were in L.A. trying to be the next Linda Lovelace,” Tee-Tee joked.
“Umm excuse you. I almost landed a role playing a crackhead in one of Tyler Perry’s movies. She,” Dylan spoke in third person. “was a great actress.” Dylan flipped her imaginary long hair.
“Girl, I could’ve played a crackhead in one of Tyler Perry’s movies. That ain’t shit.” Tee-Tee waved her off.
“Now back to the tea, bitch. Where was I?” He looked up towards the ceiling.
“Oh yeah, so you were in L.A. and me and her weren’t cool yet. It was during the summer and she and State were both interning at Mass Appeal records. They had like this love/hate relationship that apparently flipped into more love than hate and plenty of back breaking. She thought he was the
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