SOUL TIES

Stupid For You.

Avery POV.

A week had passed since the club incident with DeAndre. With every passing day I felt guilty as fuck for what I did. I couldn't gather the courage to tell any of the girls. I hadn't seen Tifa or Monique all week. I wouldn't know how I'd react if I saw any of them. The two were best friends and rode for each other.

I tried to tell Maria a couple of times but ended up clutching to my secret. I sat on the couch going through my Instagram when Maria walked in with a sad face.

"What's wrong Pooh?" I asked sitting up to look at her.
"Idk. My mood is just low. Been thinking about cutting this hair for a minute now."
"Bitch why would you do that?" I asked scrunching my face.
"Just an impulse. Will you take me? It will grow back in no time. Plus I got all the wigs."
"Well, if that's what you want." I said getting up.

"So what plans you got? I just wanna make bad decisions this weekend." Mariah said following me to my room.
"Shit, I got no idea."
"Maybe we should ask Tifa and Monique." she said pulling out her phone from Don't." I said a little too fast. I wasn't planning on it.
"What's that reaction? They are our friends bitch."

I plopped on my bed covering my face in my hands.
"DeAndre kissed me."
"Nah. I know you lying. When? Spill the tea." Mariah said sitting next to me with her arms folded. I told her everything that had happened not leaving out what Jason had told me about Jamie.

She sat in silence not saying anything, maybe judging me.
"So, are you going to tell Tifa?"
"Shit, I've been debating about it since that happened. It's her ex, does she care? She's my friend. I bet she'll feel betrayed. I don't know man."
"You fucked up Ave. But he kissed you first. You were drunk but you walked away." Mariah said getting up. "Get ready, we'll talk about this later babe."

I got up and walked to my bathroom. I had a hot shower thinking about how she'd react. DeAndre was on my phone everyday calling and texting and I ended up blocking him.
I wore a black crop top and some black tights just keeping it simple.

My phone rang as I was putting on some eyeliner. I wasn't feeling like talking to anyone so I let it ring. It rang for the second time so I picked it up. My heart fluttered when I saw that Jamie was calling. I was nervous at first but in seconds, that changed to anger.

"Hey." I said plainly with no emotion.
"Ummh, hey. How are you?" hearing his voice made my pussy moist. Judge me if you want. This man still had his hold on me.
"Good. You?" I said with a little bit of attitude.
"What's with the attitude gorgeous?" Fuck this nigga. He's gone pretend like everything is okay. I was ready to cuss his ass out but I didn't want him to see me sweat.
"What attitude?" I said rolling my eyes as if he could see me.
"What are you doing tonight?" He must be tripping thinking he'd call me and I'd run back to him.
"Nothing. Why?"
"I wanna see you."
I scoffed.
"Where's your girlfriend? I asked with all the sarcasm I could master.

" Ave. It's not even like that. "he said and I kept quiet waiting for him to explain himself.
"Look, let's meet for dinner and I'll explain everything."
A part of me wanted to turn him down and tell him to go to hell. The other part couldn't wait to see him.

"Let me know where and when."
"Looking forward to see you gorgeous."
"Bye." I hung up feeling confused. What the fuck had just happened? I finished up applying my gloss and checked myself out on the mirror.

"Hurry the fuck up." Mariah said getting in my room putting on her earring.
"Why do you look like that?" she asked looking me up and down.
"You don't like my outfit?"
"I don't care about your fit. You seem down. That Tifa issue will pan out well. Don't stress."
"I hope so. It's not even that. Jamie just called." I said walking out of the room.