The Trauma

Chap Chap 7- It's Over

Third POV

It has been a couple of days since the last time Masego had messaged your girl Doja, the last time he texted her was last week Monday.

She has been texting, calling, emailing, and even using social media to contact him. She pulled up her "Find My iPhone" to track where Masego was and found out that he was at Sara who is Doja's long-time friend.

How can somebody who loves their partner cheat on them with their best friend, for what reason did he have to do that? Sara was like a sister to Doja someone who had been there through hard times and had looked out for her.

She decided to head over to Sara's house to confront the two evil dick heads about their relationship, on the way to the front door Doja spotted Masego's car sitting in the driveway.

*knock* *knock*

"Who is it?" Sara asked.

"Sara open the fucking door" Amala semi-yelled.

"Oh my gosh, what are you doing here Amala?" Sara eyes wonder back and forth.

"Why is Masego's car sitting in your driveway" She questioned.

"Well about that-" She was cut off

"Hey, babe did the" Masego stopped talking once he saw Doja standing on the other side of the door.

"Yeah I'm done with both of y'all dick riders, so don't call nor text my phone mutherfuckers. If you try to visit my house I will cut your balls off and fill your pussy with acid." She yelled.

Doja walked down the street trying to make it over to Jan's house without breaking down.

"Amala" A strange voice called out to her.

She heard her name being called by a familiar voice, she turned around to see her ex-girlfriend Jessica standing right in front of her.

"What do you want Jessica" venom seeped from her voice.

"I just wanted to say hi and see how things are with you." She shrugged.

"Well, it's a bit too late for that."  An attitude was starting to form.

"Where is all this hostile energy coming from?"

"Oh, maybe when you lied to me about moving to your uncle's house in La to go fuck and live with my fucking bully."

"You still not over that?"

"Am I supposed to be over it?"

"I thought you would have forgotten about that."

"Man get the fuck out of my face and go back to fucking that nigga."

Amala tried to walk away from the tramp but was held back for some reason.

"You have five seconds to let go of me before I smack the shit out of you."

"You're not going to do anything to me, remember you still love me"

Amala ripped out of her grasp and with one swift motion, she smacked Jessica in the face and then punched her chest, she took off towards her house not wanting to be caught by that bitch of an ex.

*Ring* *Ring*

"Hello?"

"HEY DOJA ITS JAN AND I." Megan shouted.

"I see Megan, what's up?"

"Oh nothing much, just chillin' on FaceTime with the dork."

"I am not a dork babe, also y'all something sneaky is going on with Alyssa." Jan sputtered out.

"What's sneaky about her baby?"

"Earlier today she was having a conversation with her mother the same person that didn't want to talk to her anymore about getting back at my family for something my parents did 22 years ago."

"Not gonna lie Latto did seem a bit weird ever since we became friends with her and Santana."

Doja agrees with what Megan was feeling, Latto has been a bit off around the group but was never liked that when she was around Santana.

"So Doja, how's the relationship going? Y'all still going 3 years strong?" Jan asked.

"Nope, I caught him cheating on me with my so-called best friend. Then I ran into my ex, her ass thought I would forget that she lied to me 4 years ago."

"So she tried to guilt trip me and I punched the shit out of her."

"The fuck??"

"You had the right to beat her ass for all the shit she put you through."

"Yeah."

"Well, Jan I'm coming over there later tonight to get these cheeks clapped. Make sure you put in all that work to make my ass fall asleep."

"Do you want to join us Doja?"

"Um, maybe another time y'all."

"Sure thing just let us know when you want to do it."

"Thanks, alright y'all I have to get going I have a test tomorrow morning."

"Get enough rest for that shitty ass test."

"Sure will Megan, and make sure to invite me to the studio next time you go."

"Gotcha bitch."

"Night hoes." Megan saluted.

"Night fat ass." Jan mumbled.

"Night super dick." Amala joked.

"Alright now enough with the dick jokes y'all" Jan pouted.

Amala got off the phone and decided to take a nice long hot bath with some good ole bath salt to relax the body from all the stress that she endured today.

This chapter is a bit shorter than the last due to some blockage in my brain and work.

Hope y'all like this chapter, make sure to vote and comment on what you think. Ciao