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The loud banging woke Samael and Monét up from their slumber. Samael quickly grabbed his gun from the night stand, jumping out of bed. He couldn't figure out who the hell was crazy enough to break into his house but he was ready to show them that he was crazier.
"Go hide." He whispered to Monét, she rushed into his walk in closet hiding behind clothes. The black velvet box immediately fell out of his jacket pocket. Raising a brow, she picked it up opening it. She was filled with rage. If the person downstairs didn't kill him she was guaranteed to do so.
Samael creeped downstairs, pointing the gun at the person. Realizing it was Yanna that entered his house he sucked his teeth turning the lights on. "Fuck are you doing here?"
Samael was serious when he said he'd stopped talking to Yanna, he didn't want anything like this to happen again. She had been blowing his phone up from different numbers but he just ignored the messages, blocking each one that had came through. His block list was filled and it was all due to Yanna.
"I seen that your bitch is back. That's why you've been ignoring me for these months?" She was pissed off. Samael rubbed his forehead, making a mental note to change the code on his front door.
"How do you even know this?" He side eyed her, never seeing Yanna act like this before. Truth was for once she had been lurking. She was having a normal girls night with her best friend when Dess posted a picture with the caption "My favorite bitch is back." She wasn't aware she actually left in the first place, but now that she knew he was home she was determined to get the bitch put out again.
"None of your fucking business. Why is that bitch back after you told her to leave! Stop playing with me Samael get that bitch the fuck out!" She screamed, Monét became skeptical hearing the woman's voice she slipped on one of Samael's shirts walking downstairs, she smirked.
"Baby, it's 5 am. Put her out and let's go back to sleep."
"Don't forget the bitch he put out the last time." Yanna laughed, as if that would hurt Monét's feelings.
"and that's why the months you spent stressed about why he wouldn't call you, he was worried about why I wasn't calling him. I also have the ring, the house and the man so in conclusion you were a place holder until he found the one he actually wanted to marry. Samael, put her out NOW." Monét smiled at Yanna waving her hand.
"Like I said before, I will beat you the fuck up." Yanna bucked at Monét who stood unbothered, even letting a yawn slip from her lips. Samael decided to break the argument up before Monét beat Yanna ass like she did him months ago.
