Cyn POV
I felt bad. Me and Erica didn't end on the best terms, but we've deaded a lot of our issues. Even still, I wouldn't wish what she was going through on my worst enemy. Juju actually told a few of us about Safaree cheating on Erica and being the real type of bitch Remy is... she told her girl what's up. I can't fault her for that because if I was in her same shoes, I would've let my girl know what's good.
Of course, Erica being Erica... she flipped. Not only did she beat Safaree's ass, she tore up their house too. Her damn temper and attitude has always been off the damn charts. But it's also what attracted me to her in the first place.
She filed for divorce and left Atlanta. She's back here in New York but I have yet to see her. Remy said she's doing okay, just trying to take things one step at a time. She hasn't even been on social media like that so I know she's trying to be low key. Which makes me wonder if the rumors are true.
Yandy told Jonathan that Erica is expecting... a boy this time. Her daughter is so beautiful and cute to me! I love her eyes and her little smile. I can just imagine how cute the boy is going to be! Speaking of boys, I walked into Lex room and found him asleep on the floor. I laughed before picking him up and putting him in the bed. My wild child.
Speaking of Jonathan, he's calling me right now.
"Que pasa papi?"
"BITTTCCCHHH..."
"Oh Lord. What's tea?"
"It's definitely true! Erica is pregnant and as big as a house!"
"Damn. That makes this shit extra sad now."
"But get this, she's not tripping. Like at all. If I didn't know any better, I'd think Erica has matured a little."
"Erica? Erica Mena??? MATURE? Ha! I'll believe it when I see it."
"Well believe it bitch! Erica not only is willing to let Safaree keep the house in Atlanta, but she's letting him share joint custody. She just doesn't want him anywhere near her."
"Wow..."
Safaree must have really fucked up. But Erica's been changing recently. Every since the whole thing with Cliff Dixon, she hasn't really been the same Erica. I don't know if it's the age or what she's gone through but it's definitely a good look.
"Cynthia!! Did you hear me?!"
"Uh naw, what did you say?"
"Damn! I said that you'll get to see for yourself tonight. Erica is coming to Remy's party."
"Mmmm. This will be interesting."
"Indeed. Well, see you tonight bitch! Make sure you look cute!"
"Always baby! Muah!"
I hung up the phone and decided to do a little more cleaning before Joe comes to get Lex. I realized Joe was not the one for me but we'll always be cordial. I stayed depressed when I was with him. I always felt needy, burdensome and just plain lonely. Now that it's just me and Lex, I feel more like myself. I feel free and sexy again. I guess getting back in the gym and the breast reduction also played a role. Erica loved my breasts and the last time we actually spoke, she pouted when she saw her "beauty twins" were gone. Anyways, let me start getting Lex and myself together.
*Later that Night*
I walked around Remy and Papoose mansion in awe. This shit was really nice. The color scheme was so beauty, I was taking selfie's everywhere. Jonathan walked up to me with another glass of champagne.
"She just walked in!"
"Who?"
"Who else? Erica!"
I rolled my eyes and chuckled at Jonathan. He low key was a Mena fan. Especially with him knowing how I still truly felt about her. She was one of the first people to really show me real love and genuine affection. She taught me pain too... but when I think about it all, the good certainly outweighs the bad.
One of the things I loved was her smile. We were friends before we took that turn and her smile always made me do backflips. I also could talk to her about anything and I always felt safe. Not to mention, the crush that I'd developed over the years, never seemed to go away. Even though I wanted to punch her in her shit, I wanted to hug her right after.
"Wow! She's fucking beautiful!"
"Is that Erica??!"
"Oh wow... she really is pregnant again!"
"Mmmm..."
I heard it all and I just shook my head. Sometimes no matter what you do, people will never truly be satisfied. They'll hate her just because who she is. Which is a damn shame. I've had my own brushes with the media so I know how it is. We all grow and learn but sadly, when you're in the public eye, it just doesn't matter. I feel what Chris Brown was saying.
I finally turned my head to look where Erica was and my heart started to pound. She really was a sight to behold. Gone was the skinny, pretty girl that I fell in love with. Standing across the room was a full-grown woman. Her belly round and poking out cutely in her red dress. This bitch loved the color red. Her skin was glowing and probably as soft and silky as I remembered it. Her face slightly plump in the cheeks but still Erica Mena. And that smile... that's when I snapped out of my daze when I realized she was looking right at me. Our eyes met and damn... It felt like the most beautiful painting was in the depths of hers.
"Wow Cyn... can you be anymore obvious?"
"Ugh! Shut the fuck up. I was thinking about something else."
"Yeah, sure. Come on, let's go to where the other girls are."
I took one more glance at Erica and she was now wrapped in a hug with Remy. I followed Jonathan outside and chugged the rest of my champagne. I was definitely going to need it to get me through the rest of this night. I'm willing to do anything to get Erica Jasmin Mena out my head. If only for a little while.
