Xiomara's POV •I pick up Zabelle from my parent's and try to cheer up my sullen faced aunt before I leave. When I get back to the apartment, I play with the little one a bit before she decides to nap.
Against my better judgment, I call up Natille.
"Hello," she answers.
"What's up?" I ask hesitantly. I don't really want to talk to her but I don't really want her to die either, you know?
"I got Regina to sign a paper. I took a page out of her book. I don't really wanna say too much over the phone," she says.
"A page like...duct tape page?"
"No. Like Robitussin page."
"Natille you did not. Not in a Subway," I laugh.
"With a pen. A regular writing utensil. Right through her bloodstream."
"Jesus, you're crazy."
"I'm getting my revenge," she corrected me.
I rolled my eyes. "Well, stay safe," I say after awhile.
"Why won't you let me be your friend now?"
"Letting you call me X isn't enough?" I scowl.
"X," Natille says slowly. "Nahh, that makes me think of this girl I used to date named Voria. I like saying your name better."
"Whatever," I sigh. "I gotta go before Zabelle wakes up."
"Alright," Natille says, as if she isn't ready to hang up yet. "You can call me Nat, you know."
"I'm sorry, but every time I say that I think of the flying insect. I may or may not have thought that when you were being bitchy to me a few times," I laugh.
"It's all good," she says, sounding cocky as ever.
A warm feeling buzzes in me but it melts away into awkwardness. Who will hang up first?
"This might sound like a weird question to ask but...why did you stop posting on your porn page?" she asks me.
"What," I laugh, sitting up straighter on the couch.
"I- Yea, I was just wondering."
"So you watched us?"
The way I said it made it seem like what Indigo and I had was something intimate when millions of people viewed our videos. "I- Yes," I could hear Nat...blushing. "Me and her aren't on speaking terms anymore. So I'm afraid I don't have anyone else to make my videos with," I admit.
"What happened?" Nat asks.
"I thought what we had was something exclusive despite us being friends but she was fucking with someone else too," I said.
"Damn. You do know she has other porn pages with different girls, right?"
"I feel like a fool," I whisper.
No, I actually didn't know that.
"You're not. You're fucking smart, Xiomara. If you hadn't helped me figure out a way to save myself from Liv's wrath, I probably wouldn't be alive right now. I already got my plans in motion. You also unlocked a new side of me. I feel in charge of my life and not like I'm stuck in an everyday limbo. I thank you for that, especially after the way I treated you."
"Natille, it's no problem," I whisper.
Indigo was with other girls?
"And I'm sorry for taking your job away from you, X. I was being inconsiderate and petty."
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RomanceNat has her own story to create, but unfortunately for her, writing's never been her strong suit. X has always clung to what's mainstream, and to what helps her fit in...but life's hard out there for a feminine sort-of-stud with a 1 year old baby. N...