Shiloh and I returned from our walk, and I was very excited yet concerned to see Billie on my porch. She never visited before. My stomach clenched, and I swallowed a huge knot in my throat as I prayed she had not come to bring bad news.
She stood before me, stone faced, with a bit of fear in her eyes. My eyes were wet. I didn’t know how old Aunt Nay was, but I knew she was older than Mommy. Watcher! Why do all the people I love have to be so old??
Billie’s face fell as she realized what her presence meant for me. She hugged me and said, “Awwww! Mama is fine! I’m so sorry to upset you. I know I should have called first.”
Ugh! Thank the Watcher! I could have punched her (playfully, of course), but she’s pregnant and that wouldn’t be nice.
I invited her in, and I gushed about how small she is. She’s due in a couple of days and still has the cutest, tiniest baby bump. I can only hope to be so lucky.
Aunt Nay hadn’t died on me, so why did Billie look so down? As if she read my thoughts, she began the explanation for her odd appearance. She said she’d been bothered ever since she saw me at the club with Devonte that night. She wanted to say something when I visited them last week, but she punked out. So there was something to him speaking to her! Color me intrigued.
“You’re grown and free to do whatever you want, but you’re also smart and sweet…”
I took a very long breath to keep the annoyance at bay because she sounded just like everyone else so far.
“…I don’t think you should hang out with him anymore.”
I rolled my eyes and asked why. It’s not that I rejected the advice; It’s just that everyone who comes at me with some warning about Devonte never tells me anything specific about what I’m supposedly in danger of, and I’m sick of these empty warnings.
“He’s not the type of guy I want to see you with.”
I had enough. I know she didn’t come all that way just to beat around the bush! I made her tell me what was so bad about him.
“I used to mess with him.”
I gasped, looking at her baby bump.
“NO,” she shouted. “Watcher, no! It’s not his. I swear!”
I breathed a sigh of relief, not that it mattered to me.
“The thing is, he messes with a lot of sims. I’m just afraid he might be playing the long game just to get what he wants from you.”
Heh, he already got what he wanted from me, so what did that mean? Why go through the trouble of saying he liked me and asking me out just for a chance to sleep with me again? All he had to do was come over. Maybe he really did like me.
“And he’s into some shady stuff.”
Shady stuff, she says? Now I’m extra intrigued!
“Don’t tell me you think he can afford all that fancy stuff he wears. His parents are broke. I don’t know how they even afford that house.”
I knew it!! I knew these “shipping and receiving” folks were way too generous! Oddly enough, I had zero emotions when she told me. I thought learning the truth about him would shock me, but I think deep down I knew and she only confirmed it. But still! She knew all this and said nothing! She could have pulled me into the bathroom that night and told me to run! I would have listened to her! All she could do was agree with me and apologize.
She could have prevented much of this stress I’ve had lately. I already decided I was over him. At least now I can say I am officially done with him. I don’t want him as a friend and definitely not a lover.
