This is the third chapter.

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Chapter : Secrets!

Leona leans against the shelf in the soda aisle. She felt like she was going to pass out from the lack of sleep. She was starting to regret going out last night, but then she remembered Will and an instant smile came on her face. She unpacks the box of sodas and sets them on the table as her manager and boss came up to her talking about some crazy bullshit.

"Leona!" He yells rudely from down the aisle walking up to her like someone stuck a stick up his ass.

"Yes David." She yells facing her pretentious boss.

"I told you. It's Mr. Otunga to you." He said with that stupid smug smile that could easily make you want to punch him in the face.

"What do you want. M, R dot Otunga." She said refusing to call him Mr. Otunga.

He didn't find her humor funny at all. "You do know I have the authority to fire you?"

"Yeah and I'm waiting for you to do it!" Leona said.

"Do test me Leona," He says.

Leona rolled her eyes. She wanted to be fired from this job, but she needed something to occupy her during the day. "I'm not not testing you," Leona says turning her attention back to the sodas in the box. "I want you to fire me from this fucking job. I can live without it. I don't need to work a day in my life. I could by this whole company and put your sorry pretentious ass out of a job easily. Sitting here with your dumb ass clipboard walking like you got a dick up your ass thinking you're something fucking important." Leona yells loud enough for the whole side of the store to hear. "You know what! Fuck this dumb ass bullshit job ... I! FUCKING! QUIT!"

"What?" He said in shock.

"You heard me." She said walking away. She gets to the end of the aisle when she remembered one last thing, it was pay day. She turns back on her heels and marches back up to her now ex-boss knowing that he had it with him.

He looks at her furious. "What?" He asked rudely.

She holds her hand out. "Gimme my check."

He looks at her with a glowered look on his face. "Oh! You want your check." He says pulling her check out in his hand. "This! Is this what you want?"

She nodded not saying a word.

"Well," He takes the envelope with her check in it and rips it up into tiny 2 inch pieces and drops them on the floor in front of her. "There's your check."

Leona looks down at the check and laughs. "You're funny."

"Get out of my store." He yells.

Leona puts on a smug smile and pulls out her cellphone to dial a number. "Hey Grandpa. Hey it's Leona," She says talking to the true owner of the store. "Yeah, I quit and dumb ass Otunga ripped my check up and made a mess on the floor."

Otunga stood there in shock. "What;s your grandfather going to do?" He said.

Leona continues with the conversation. "Yeah Otunga." She paused. "Okay thanks Grandpa. See you around." She hung up her phone and meets David's face.

"Aww! Grandfather. Seriously what's he going to do?" David said basically laughing at her.

"Really?" She says.

Like clockwork, the owner Rick Magond comes on the intercom. "David Otunga! Clean up your mess and once you're done I demand you come into my office," He started sounding very pissed then his tone quickly turns sweet when referring to Leona. "Leona. I'd hate to lose you, but I understand. I wish you the best. I'll miss spending time with you granddaughter. I love you."

"I love you to Grandpa. Bye David."She waved at him leaving him to catch flies in his mouth. She turned to see a small crowd of people who saw the whole altercation. She pushes through them and makes her way to the front entrance feeling like 1000 pounds had been on her shoulders. With every step she took it felt like she was getting lighter. By the time she got completely out of the store she truly felt like she was the weight of a feather. She takes in the rays of the sun and just breaths deeply in and out as she walks to her white 2012 Chevy Trailblazer. She gets in and couldn't take the smile off her face. She has never felt so free. She starts her car and blasts the air and the radio which was currently playing Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen. She usually hated this song but she was so damn happy she didn't even care. She needed to go celebrate but how?

"SPA DAY!" She yells to herself as she pulls out of the parking lot and onto the freeway, giving the store a middle finger as she left.

Camille walks in to the condo to the smell of BBQ chicken. She had forgotten that it was Friday which means family dinner. She walks into the kitchen to see Jey making the finger licking chicken they everyone craved every Friday. She puts her purse down on the counter by the sink and gives Jey a hug from the back and squeezes causing him to grunt a little bit.

"Enjoy your date with Greg?" He asked.

"Yeah. It was alright." Camille said. "He said he would call me tonight."

"What happened?" He asked.

"Nothing. That's the problem." Camille said.

Jey raises his eyebrow at her and then gets a mischievous smile on his face causing a smack upside the head by Camille's small hand. "You know that ain't hurt?"

"Whatever Jey." She said grabbing a piece of sliced fruit from the tray. "That's not what I meant."

"I know." Jey said as he kept focusing on his part of the meal. "Hey, could you hand me cayenne pepper?"

"Sure Wifey." Camille said joking.

"Ay yo. Chill with that shit." Jey snapped.

"Joking Jey. Don't get so sensitive." Camille said putting her hands up. "Damn. Sorry! Where's Jimmy?"

"Still hungover." Jey said. "He was supposed to help me."

Camille looks at the clock on the microwave. "It's 2 o fucking clock." Camille said.

Camille lets out a long sigh and heads out of the kitchen. She heads to the boys wing of the house and charges into Jimmy's room that reeked of sweat and puke. Camille gagged and noticed Jimmy was sleeping on his belly in still wearing the clothes he wore last night with his cover only shielding his lower body. Camille rolled her eyes at him and walks over to him. She shakes him violently so he would wake up. "Get your lazy ass up Jimmy."

Jimmy grunts and turn over. "Damn girl."

"Come on it's 2 o'clock and we're making dinner. So come on you lazy ass bum." Camille said not trying to be harsh.

Jimmy turns his body over and kicks off his cover. He stares into the ceiling for a second and brings his feet to the floor. "I'm not hungry."

Camille looks down at his messy ponytail. "It's not about being hungry Jimmy. Us having these family dinners is always your idea so get yourself together, drink some oysters, puke, clean yourself up, and get your ass out there." She says turning on her heels and almost makes it out of her room.

"She doesn't love me." He says in a very depressing tone.

Camille turns around to see Jimmy staring at the floor. "What?" She asked confused.

"She doesn't love me." Jimmy said again not taking his gaze off the floor.

"Who? Briana?" Camille asked.

"She doesn't love me." Jimmy repeated one more time.

Camille was starting to get freaked out and worried. "JIMMY!" She yells.

Jimmy finally raises his head to face her. "Huh! What?" He asked nonchalantly.

"Why are you worried about a whore who slept with you the first hour of meeting you?" Camille asked. "Forget about her. She's a whore."

"How can you say that about your friend?" He asked.

"Briana isn't my friend." She said. "She's barely an associate now."

He now has the confused look on his face. "Briana? I'm not talking about Briana. I'm talking about Leona."

Camille is now puzzled. "What the hell?"

"Leona doesn't love me. Does she?" He asked.

Camille takes a step closer to him. "Of she loves you. You're like a brother to her."

"So, she would never be," He paused. "In love with me?"

Camille went wide eyed with excitement. "Jimmy? Are you in love with Leona?"

Jimmy looks into Camille's eyes. "Yeah. I'm in love with her."

What happens next? We'll see.

Do what you have to do.