Fuck You

Chapter 18

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Emilia
"So you promise you'll call me tonight?" Nate said into the phone.

I smiled at him. I was laying in bed bored and so I texted Nate. We started talking for a while and eventually he asked me to facetime. I said yes and here we were facetiming. But he said he had to go to work.

I rolled on my stomach and laid my head on the arm that extended out to hold my phone.

He chuckled. "You're so cute."

I smiled. "Okay, I promise I'll call you later." I said.

"Okay, bye."

"Bye. Have a good day at work!" I said.

He smiled. "Have a good day, Emilia."

I dropped my phone on the bed and stood up from it, but quickly picked it back up once I heard a text.

"I'll be over soon." I read Emory's text. I asked her how it went with Dylan but she said he didn't get back until six tonight. So now she, Mandy and I were going out to eat, then to the mall. I've been really wanting to go. I've been making a lot of extra money and I want some new jeans and vans.

I sent her a quick ok and threw my phone back on the bed. I decided on braiding my hair first before getting dressed. Sometimes I just wanted to get my hair out of the way because it took much longer to do.

I parted my hair in two parts. I put the one side in a loose ponytail and brushed the other one down and began braiding it. Once I finished I put a cute, black, fluffy scrunchie on the end of it then got started braiding the other side.

I finally finished, after about thirty minutes. When I braided my hair, it took forever. My hair is thick and long. It also hurt when I braided it and my hands are exhausted after which is why I barely braid it.

I smiled at the results, hearing the doorbell ring.

I walked out of my bedroom and headed towards the door. "You're here quick," I said once I opened the door. My eyes widened.

Fuck, I thought it was Emory. I was in a small tank top, no bra and just panties. "What are you doing here?" I asked.

I watched his eyes roam my body from head to toe. He licked his lips and smirked. I walked back in my bedroom and threw on some sweats. When I walked back out of my room, Rio was now inside, standing by the door.

"Please, come in." I said sarcastically. "What do you want, Rio? Emory and Mandy are coming over and I'd like you to be gone before then," I said.

"Come on, stop being angry with me. I apologized," he said.

"No you didn't!" I laughed.

"I'm sorry."

I looked at him. "Okay."

"Really? So you're not mad?" He asked.

"No. I been told you I wasn't. It's fine, we're fine." I said.

"But I get the feeling we're not fine," he said.

I shrugged. "That's your fault, now go."

"So are we friends?" he asked.

"Why do you care so much about being friends? You have Nicole, you have all of your friends." I said.

"Okay and none of them are you," he said.

I folded my arms. "Okay, and?" I said.

"You're a pain in the ass," he chuckled.

I remained silent, waiting for him to elaborate.