The Return of the Carter Boys by Desirée

Author:Desirée
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2018-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

That Old Thang

Taylor The Pretty Girl

“Ooooh! I’m so excited!” I shrieked as we watched the movers bring the furniture into the new house. I had just moved back home to Atlanta from L.A. and couldn’t contain my excitement at the thought of truly being on my own at twenty-four. It was the best feeling in the world.

So, my story is pretty interesting. I’m sure by now you know the history between the Carter boys and me. I pretty much grew up with them, especially Elijah, Olivia, and Trent. Their grandma was like a grandma to me, their mother was a second mom to me, and their dad? Well, that’s a long story, but I remember the fallout between the boys and their dad. Not my story to tell. Anyway, back to me. So, yeah, my name is Taylor. Back then, I was that little chubby girl who always used to get into fights, stayed eating, stayed talking shit and trying to hang with the boys. Hold up. Don’t get it fucked up. Just because I grew some doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fuck a bitch up. I just kept that side of myself on the low, unless I felt like I was being tried. Only then would Big Tay from back in the day come out of me.

My best friend, my ride or die, my sister for life, Olivia Carter was the only girl to have my back and to know everything there is to know about me. Us moving in together may have been a bad idea, but we knew each other so well that problems that other friends would have while living together wouldn’t be an issue for us. She knew I liked space; I knew she liked privacy. Simple. We respected each other and knew when to back the fuck away when things got heated.

“So, are you ready to see my brother?” Olivia asked as the last mover walked out of our house. I looked at her with a smirk before rolling my eyes. “I’m serious! You haven’t spoken to him since high school. Will you be okay if Trent comes?”

“Girl,” I said, waving her off as I sat down on the red couch. Boxes were everywhere in the living room. Furniture and mattresses, bed frames, and artwork were lined up against the wall, ready to be placed. Today was going to be a long-ass day. “I am too old to be worried about some high school mess. It’s petty,” I told her, and she smiled.

“Well, good, because they’re all supposed to be on their way soon to help us move these things,” she said, looking around.

We locked eyes, slowly smiling before screaming in excitement at the thought of us living together.

“Okay,” she started, putting her hair in a ponytail. “Let’s do what we can so they can have space to move this stuff.”

So, for the next hour, we pushed boxes into our rooms, Beyoncé blasting from my phone as we sang along to the songs.

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