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Emaje- (E-Ma-Jae not Emmajae)

Majee (Mah-Jee)

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🥶Bundles by Kayla Nichole🥶

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Chalynn honked the horn twice and Emaje came walking out of her apartment and towards her twenty-two Kia Sorento. She had gotten a couple of months before the new year, and she had saved up enough money to put the down payment on it but Dorian helped her every month with her car note and insurance. However, that was unbeknownst to everybody, he couldn't help that she was his favorite.

"I'm glad you let me ride with you today. I was going to go crazy in that house with Dante, his little badass." She giggled getting in the car. "Hola mi amor." Emaje grabbed Chalynn's chin, leaned in, and kissed her. It wasn't long before the two of them were having a full make-out session in the middle of the parking lot.

Emaje's Fenty cherry treat lip oil coated Chalynn's. Their hands roamed each other's bodies as a car behind them honked.

"Oop. Not them wishing they were in the car." Emaje laughed sitting back in her seat and putting her seatbelt on. She ran her thumb under her lip to wipe off the excess lip oil from their lil session.

"I'm always happy to see my Majee. Especially when you kiss me like that." Chalynn smirked, at first she was completely closed off to the idea of being with a girl but when she met Emaje, felt her energy and kissed her for the first time. Chalynn was hooked. But, the feeling was mutual. Majee was attracted to her kind spirit, she could sense the nervousness. "You look good too girl. You should've brought our son."

"He wanted to see you too but Dorian wanted him to stay home." Majee smiled at her 'girlfriend'. She loved when Chalynn claimed Dante as her son too because deep down inside she felt like Chalynn was her true soulmate. Dorian was okay with them kissing but he didn't want them sleeping together outside of him. Another one of his rules. They didn't pay any attention to anything he had to say.

"Of course he did. You seen Dylan?" Chalynn asked, looking at her out of the corner of her eye.

"Mm mm, ian see that bitch. You know she doesn't like me cause of Dante." Emaje rolled her eyes, she didn't care though. Dylan could be mad all she wanted to that wasn't stopping Dorian from being a part of his son's life. "Why the hell are we up so early again?" She looked at the display to see the clock read six o'clock in the morning.

"Because I have that interview with KG today and I have to get my hair and my nails done, I already have an outfit picked out too," Lay said in almost a duh tone she had already told her this yesterday so she wasn't sure why she was asking again.

"Kevin Gates?! And you didn't tell me?" Majee asked excitedly, she loved Kevin gate, she knew all of his songs word for word.

"No girl. Key Glock." Chalynn laughed, he was easily one of her favorite artists. She knew all his lyrics word for word. Nobody could top her as the number one fan.

"Oh shit. If Dori wasn't against us seeing other people. I would tell you to go for it. I know how much you wanna be married some day so I'm going to tell you to go gif it anyways. I-I mean if you want to. I would be sad if you left us but I know your dreams." Chalynn parked at her usual nail salon. Her nail tech agreed to come in early to do her nails today because she was getting her hair braided right after this.

"I'm not going anywhere. If I do. I'm bringing you with me. Even if we don't stay together we'll always be friends okay?" Majee nodded her head and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Can you get us some backstage passes though cause it could be two for one." Chalynn cracked a smile, she knew that in her next relationship there would be no seconds or thirds. She would want to be the only one.

"I will surely try. I know my goals as far as relationships but what about you? Do you want to get married?" Chalynn as as she bit into her sausage egg and cheese McGriddle that she had dipped into ketchup.

"I do want to get married but I think I would want to marry into a three way relationship or maybe just a woman. I already have Dante I don't really need anymore kids but speaking of kids. You got something going on that I don't know about? Ian never seen you dip that sandwich in ketchup before." Majee looked her up and down something was off.

"N-no. I think my period is finna come on." Chalynn sipped her orange juice and looked forward as her nail tech walked up to the shop to open.

"You gone keep it?" Majee asked, she wasn't fooled by Chalynn's antics.

"I-I don't know yet. I'm too close to my career goals to have a baby. I don't want to bring them into this. I want a family, marriage, a house." Chalynn blinked a few times before swallowing the lump in her throat.

"You know what Dorians going to do if you do it with out his permission." She warned placing a hand on the small of her back.

"I know. Which is why you aren't going to say anything. Right?" Emaje crossed her arms over her chest offended.

"We've laughed together, cried, you were there in the hospital room when Dante was born. You made me want to become a doula because of how well you helped me. I will never switch up on you. I'll hold your hand through whatever you decide mamas." Chalynn wiped a stray tear.

"I'll let you know. Okay? Thank you." Chalynn kissed Emaje's hand before throwing her trash away and getting out of the car.

It was time to pamper herself.

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💛Mr. Glock by Key Glock💛

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"Hey, Mr. Larry! Brought your fave donuts." Chalynn walked into the radio station with her fresh braids, lashes, and nails done. She had a light beat on her makeup. Since the interview was also recorded on video to be released on YouTube she wanted to look her best.

"Thank you, sweetie. I have everything set up for you whenever he gets here." She sipped her water from her all-black Starbucks cup and removed her hat since it was raining outside.

Larry looked at Chalynn's figure which didn't feel wrong to him since she was twenty-two turning twenty-three in a few short months. Larry had a small crush on her as most older men did younger women. But his was unhealthy, sometimes he would fantasize about her at night or when he was with his wife. Everybody around her could see that he was a little off but so she made sure to never be alone with him in private.

"Thank you! It's no wonder your wife married you. You are truly such a gentleman." Chalynn genuinely complimented him. He was strict about his work but he was always nice to her. His white cheeks began to heat up from her compliment.

"You better cut it out. Making me blush." He warned but Chalynn flagged him off with no seriousness to the conversation.

Chalynn sat down in her chair and pulled up the questions she had on her MacBook and since she was such a big fan of his she had to play it cool. Even though she was carrying a child, she didn't intend on keeping it like at all she had taken a shot or two before coming to the studio to try and calm her nerves down.

As soon as she reapplied her lip gloss and made sure her outfit looked okay she could hear loud talking and laughing coming from the lobby signaling that he was there. Chalynn's heart could be heard around the world from how loud it was thumping.

"Be right back. I'll go grab them." Larry scurried off to the lobby to go bring them back to the set.

Today 3:30 pm

Sissy: Say hi to Glock for me!

Chalynn shook her head at her sister's text message. She was easily nervous as hell, it was starting to set in again but her stomach was also bubbling. She was unsure if it was from nervousness, the shots she took, or the baby's reaction to her two shots.

Key Glock was the first big-name artist that Chalynn was going to interview. It didn't help that she slid up on all of his posts and embarrassingly. You look cute today. When we getting married? Who's that bitch in the back? You know, the usual.

"Right here?" His heavy Memphis accent filled the room like weed smoke. Her eyes locked in with his instantly as he nodded in her direction. Sensing her nervousness he smirked. Typically, she wasn't awkward but her favorite rapper was standing in front of her looking his typical fine self even in a hoodie and cargo pants.

Wait .. did we have the same shoes on? Chalynn thought to herself. Key stood there waiting for her to speak.

"You okay Chalynn?" Larry asked placing a hand on her shoulder. Key's entourage began to snicker causing her to come out of her shell. She was sure this wouldn't be the most embarrassing thing to ever happen in this interview.

"H-Hi. I'm um, Chalynn! Do I shake your hand or hug you?" Lay swallowed heavily and flashed her pretty white teeth. Green flag for Key, he loved a pretty girl with white teeth. Her hair looked to be freshly done as well as her nails. Her makeup looked natural and her outfit looked like she didn't try too hard. She was naturally gorgeous. Her angelic voice almost put him under a spell.

"Key. Whatever you comfortable wit is coo wit me." She stuck her hand out realizing this was being recorded. He shook her small soft hand in his and then they sat down while his people waited outside the room.

"Thank you for coming all the way to Atlanta today and you were on time! I appreciate it. We're going to go ahead and start." Chalynn smiled at him as she unlocked her computer again since it had gone to sleep.

"Aint no thing pretty." He flirted causing Chalynn to hide her face so her smile wouldn't show. "Aw, you was trying to match my fly?" Key asked looking down at her shoes.

"Nah you must've been watching me when I got dressed thirty minutes ago cause you definitely got the same shoes as me on."Chalynn giggled looking down at her shoes. "Okay fit check, you look good."

"We gone compliment each other the whole interview or you got some questions for me? I'm coo wit either one forreal." Key heard that the host was fine but he didn't believe them until he saw her. Shit, she had him nervous.

"I don't know. I think people want you to answer these questions. Say hi to my live." Chalynn pointed to the camera that was set up for youtube live. She could also see the comments on her laptop.

"I'm allowed to ask questions too?" He asked causing her to look at him. She didn't expect him to be so talkative. Usually, in his interviews, he was closed off and short.

"Who's being interviewed? Me or you." The conversation between the two of them felt so natural like two old friends catching up or something.

"Shit, boffum." Chalynn cracked up at his accent, she had a small southern one but nothing compared to his.

"All of your cars are yellow, is that your favorite color?" He sat back in his chair before he answered her question.

"My great grandma's favorite color was yellow, it's really like gold. I also like red though." But she knew that.

Chalynn nodded her head, "Your grandmother raised you right?" Key nodded his head, "Yes, I love my grandmother, she's my heart." Chalynn melted at his answer, a family man was so attractive to her.

"What's your relationship like with your mother now that you're older?" She was genuinely interested nobody even knew who his mother was. He never posted her and her case was hidden so deep not even her stepdad could pull it up.

"We're like best friends actually, it was hard growing up without my mom but my grandmother and auntie did the best that they could." Key shared what he wanted to, not too much and not too little.

"That's great honestly, it takes a village to raise a child and your village did an amazing job." Key cheesed at her, "Thank you, I'm sure they love hearing that." But it was his turn to ask a question.

"What else you into besides being nosey?" Key asked referring to her being on a radio talk show.

"Being even nosier. I'm actually graduating with my degree in paralegal studies next spring and I dabble in fashion." She smacked her lips pretending to be offended but her cheeks were beginning to hurt from smiling at him and his jokes so much.

"Damn okay. I might need you one day. Ma if you hear this it's just a joke." Key chuckled, he knew his mom was always on his ass. "So you fine and smart?" He stroked his goatee.

"Tryna keep up with you. Fine and talented, do you write all of your music?" She tried to keep the questions going but he was distracting as hell. She loved every minute of it though.

"Mm. I hardly write. I just get in the studio and go bar for bar." Chalynn nodded her head impressed, "You a fan?"

"Hell yeah. Can rap yo songs better than you." She talked her shit knowing damn well she lacked the aggression he had.

"Ah. You talking yo shit ain't you? What's yo favorite song?" Key was enjoying himself, he had never been interviewed by a woman before let alone a woman who wasn't scared to bite back once he talked his own shit.

"How can I pick one? Russian Cream, Mr. Glock, 1 of 1, I'm just saying, and Cocky. Like the list goes on, 6ix gotta be my favorite though. When you performed that at your concert last year. Chefs kiss. You did your big one with that." Chalynn mimicked a chef's kiss and did a little shimmy with her shoulders.

"You funny as hell. That wasn't you that passed out in the crowd was it?" Key asked just joking, her cheeks became a rosy red.

"That was me. I was hoping you didn't see that shit." She shook her head and face palmed himself.

"It's okay. You ain't the first one who passed out from seeing my fine ass." He waved her off.

"You just as cocky as you wanna be ain't you. You flirt a lot, hope you ain't got no lil girlfriend." Chalynn playfully rolled her eyes as she spun her chair towards him. The air had become light in the room and the chat was blowing up at their chemistry.

"Dang if I did why she gotta be lil?" He asked taking a sip from his cup.

"Cause I'm the biggest. Everybody else lil. Big Lay, not the lil one." She popped the collar on her jacket causing him to laugh again.

"Yeen got no lil boyfriend, do you? Don't matter to me though cause nobody put fear into my heart. 'Cept my mama nem."

"Aw, you tryna get me caught up on camera. I'll tell you when we stop rolling." She joked, her relationship was no secret but if you didn't know you didn't know.

"Aye, I fucks wit you." Key dapped her up, she did her homework on him because he had said that in a previous interview.

"One last question and we done I promise. What's yo favorite car and why?" Chalynn asked focusing on him once more.

"It's outside right now, I can show you why after this interview." He smirked trying to get her to crack under pressure and it was working. Subconsciously she sucked on her bottom, why was this fine-ass man flirting with her on the world wide web? Key watched as sucked her lip and imagined himself doing the same thing to her.

"Thank ya'll for tuning in. I am about to go find out why that car is his favorite. Byeee!" Chalynn signed off on all platforms.

"That was perfect you two. You would've thought you all were really into each other. Great script." Larry said giving a thumbs up, but it wasn't scripted.

"Oh, Key. Before you go. Can you sign this vinyl for my lil sister? She absolutely loves your music." She slid it from the table and handed it over to him before he said yes.

"How you know I was gone say yes?" He asked taking the vinyl into his hands. Chalynn walked back over to her purse she dug in her bag for her keys. Right when Key left she was leaving as well.

"Lucky guess." He handed her back the vinyl putting the sharpie on the desk.

"Sweet. Marlee is going to love this! Thank you. Thanks again for coming in." She smiled sweetly.

"I hope you find something you love in there too. You gone take me up on that offer?" He smirked trying to be fly but Chalynn liked to play hard to get. Even when she first met Dorian.

"Maybe one day. If we meet again." Chalynn walked passed Key whose eyes followed her, "Bye Mr. Glock." It was her turn to smirk but on the inside, she was freaking out.

She didn't know what she had just started.

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Chalynn's hands shook as she held the abortion pills in her hand. She had such a good interview and now it was left up to her to do something she was morally against.

She knew the risks of sleeping with Dorian, well anybody really and that was either pregnancy or std. Could be both.

A soft knock on the bathroom door caused her to hurry up and swallow them along with some water.

"Y-yes?" She stuttered, she couldn't even find peace in the damn bathroom. Her phone had been blowing up since the youtube live had gotten over 450 thousand views and it was going up by the hour.

"I believe this belongs to you." Marlee handed her sister a hundred dollar bill that read call me. With a phone number on it.

That nigga liked her, real bad.

A/N

I wanted the interview to be longer than it originally was but Oop.

Told y'all I was coming with the heat 👀.

How we feeling??

If you a rereader. Comment an Easter egg I dropped from the original .. it's a couple

Lay hair and nails // toes