When someone tries to control a house that isn’t theirs… Destiny is ready to remind them exactly where they stand. And tonight? Bethany is about to get checked—hard.
1. THE DEMAND THAT CROSSED THE LINE
Larry had barely stepped into the living room when Bethany crossed her arms and planted herself in front of him. Her expression was cold, sharp enough to cut the air.
BETHANY (ice-cold)
Larry. I don’t like Destiny. Not even a little. I want her out of this house. Send her to Sharra. She doesn’t belong here.” 😒
Larry blinked, stunned by how blunt—and heartless—she was.
LARRY (confused)
Bethany… why are you acting like this?
BETHANY (snapping)
I’m tired of her attitude. She walks around like she owns the place. I can’t deal with her anymore. Tell her to leave.
Larry didn’t argue. Didn’t agree.
He just stared at her silently… then walked away before he said something he’d regret.
He needed advice.
And he knew exactly who he had to talk to.
2. THE WARNING BROOKE DIDN’T WANT TO GIVE
A few minutes later, Larry knocked on Brooke’s door. She opened it immediately, reading his stressed expression like a headline.
BROOKE (concerned)
Larry? What happened?
Larry rubbed the back of his neck, exhausted.
LARRY (sighing)
It’s Bethany. She wants Destiny out of my house. She’s saying Destiny should go live with Sharra. She’s trying to decide who stays and who doesn’t.” 😔
Brooke raised a brow.
BROOKE (dead serious)
That’s bold… and wrong.
Larry nodded weakly.
He didn’t want another war. But he was about to get one.
BROOKE
Destiny isn’t going to take this quietly. Prepare yourself.
Oh, he should’ve listened.
Because Destiny had heard everything from the hallway.
And Destiny didn’t do “quiet.”
3. DESTINY’S STAND — THE DOOR THAT ENDED EVERYTHING
She marched straight to Bethany’s room, every step sharp, controlled, fearless.
She pushed the door open with zero hesitation.
DESTINY (steady, blazing)
Bethany. We need to talk.
Bethany looked up, irritated.
BETHANY (annoyed)
Now what?
Destiny stepped forward, eyes locked, voice calm—but lethal.
DESTINY
I heard what you told Larry. So let me make one thing VERY clear.
She pointed to the ground.
I’m not going anywhere. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not EVER because you said so. 🔥
Bethany scoffed.
BETHANY
This is my home. I decide who—
DESTINY (cutting her off, hand raised)
No. This is NOT your house. You don’t own anything here.
Bethany’s mouth hung open.
BETHANY
Excuse me?
DESTINY (firm, unbothered)
You heard me. This is LARRY’S home. Not yours. And you don’t get to decide who lives here. That’s way above your pay grade, sweetheart.” 😤
Bethany’s jaw tightened.
BETHANY
I don’t have to live with someone I don’t like—
DESTINY
That’s YOUR problem, not mine. You don’t get to kick people out just because you feel insecure.
Bethany’s eyes widened.
BETHANY (offended)
I’m not insecure!
DESTINY (smirking)
Then why are you acting like it? If you were secure, you wouldn’t be trying to push everyone out of Larry’s life.
Her voice dipped into a calm, devastating whisper.
You want control. But you’re not in control of THIS.
Bethany clenched her fists.
BETHANY
Larry listens to me.
Destiny let out a small laugh.
DESTINY
Not about this. And trust me—he shouldn’t.
The silence that followed was thick, sharp, electric.
Bethany was furious.
Destiny was unbothered.
Destiny leaned in slightly.
DESTINY (soft, deadly calm)
Let me repeat it for you. I’m not going anywhere. This is Larry’s home. And YOU don’t decide who stays and who leaves. Not now. Not ever.” 💯
Bethany’s face burned with rage, but her voice failed her.
Destiny lifted her chin.
DESTINY (final)
I came here with respect. But if you keep pushing… you’ll regret starting something you can’t finish.
A beat.
Stay in your lane, Bethany.
Bethany’s lips trembled.
Destiny turned and walked out with the confidence of someone who knew exactly where she stood—and exactly where Bethany didn’t. 😎🔥
Bethany remained frozen.
Shaken.
Overpowered.
Because Destiny wasn’t playing anymore.
And Larry’s house…
wasn’t hers to command.
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