we're not dating

part two - monkey

We went out to get the delivery from the delivery man, or at least the person we thought would be the delivery man. But it wasn't. It was a delivery woman. To be exact – a tall, brown-haired delivery woman named Stella. How do I know her name you'd ask? Well, because she's Lou's ex-girlfriend. A very hot ex-girlfriend.

"Lou? Oh my god hi! I can't believe it's you! I haven't seen you in ages!" A huge, perfect smile appeared on her face as she came closer to us and hugged Lou, who was absolutely shocked by that. She hugged her back and I could see the confusion on her face, but there was something else besides the confusion. There was a smile forming on her lips as she pulled back and looked at Stella. "What are you doing here? Didn't you move back to L.A. to work in your father's company?" They were still holding each other. Lou's hands were laying gently on Stella waist after the hug, and she was barely touching her, but it still drove me crazy. "Oh yeah, that didn't work out. We had a huge fight, and I came back here and picked up the first job that I got. So, what are you guys doing here? A night club?" She let go of Lou and looked at all of us. The girls were staring at her with serious looks, definitely not enjoying the view of her and Lou being so close. Constance and Nine Ball had their resting bitch faces on and I have to admit, I was very happy to see that reaction from them. Because even if their comments about Lou and me together were annoying and uncomfortable, they have always seen us as a whole. They always said we belonged together and the thought of Lou being close with someone who wasn't me didn't seem to sit right with them. And I absolutely loved that.

"Yeah, kinda. We're gonna turn this place into a bar & restaurant during the day and a pub & night club kind of thing at night." Lou answered her because no one else seemed to care. "Oh, that's awesome, which one of you is going to be the boss here?" Stella asked again, the perfect white smile not getting off her face. "Me" Lou said simply and Stella turned to her with an even bigger grin and put her hands on Lou's cheeks. No fucking way. My whole body tensed, and it must have been noticeable because Tammy stepped closer to me and grabbed my arm as if she was trying to keep me from getting up to that bitch and pushing her away from Lou – which I would gladly do by the way. "I knew you would achieve something big monkey, but a whole club? I am so proud of you!" First of all, mon- what the fuck? Monkey? There is no way in hell she just called Lou that. No normal person would call someone monkey and especially not when that 'monkey' is a 5.67 feet tall ass woman, dressed in a pantsuit, wearing a ton of jewelry and heavy boots, who is a sarcastic, independent person and doesn't care about anybody's shit. And second of all, she was now hugging Lou again and I was SO CLOSE to hurting her. I looked over at the girls and Constance, Nine and Daphne were trying their hardest to not burst out laughing about that awesome pet name Stella just used. I swear I will never again complain about them. They can say whatever they want about us because the only thing that is stopping me from making a scene is the fact, that they hate Stella as much as I do and find her just as irritating.

"Yeah, we're proud of her too. Our brave monkey" Nine commented looking at Stella and Constance could barely keep it together. So did the rest of us by the way. Lou gave Nine her 'I'm warning you' look because she knew damn well we were all making fun of Stella right now. "Let's get the furniture inside, shall we" Rose said stepping closer to the back of the delivery car trying to bring this weird situation to an end.

We unpacked everything and Stella insisted on getting a bar tour from Lou because she wanted to "See how the best bar in New York owned by the hottest monkey in town" will look like. I swear I have never felt a stronger urge to throw a chair at someone. Obviously, she was occasionally touching Lou's hands, shoulder, waist and complimenting her on how great she looks and how proud she is of her owning a business now. "Hey, I think imma quit my job and start working as a delivery worker too ya know" Nine said leaning against the wall, looking at Stella. "Oh you don't want to, trust me. It's exhausting" Stella said very serious because she was to dumb to get that Nine didn't actually mean it. "Well maybe but I have never seen someone have so much free time during work so that's pretty cool" Nine grinned but Stella opened her mouth to answer that again. "Oh girl no, I don't have like NO free time AT ALL. I work all day long, I don't even get like a coffee break" she sighted. "You've spent the last hour here walking around and talking to monkey so that's a pretty long brake I guess." Nine had no limits. If she didn't like someone, she would either be mean as hell to them to make fun of them or just tell them that their shit straight in their face. But Stella was absolutely not getting is.