Personal Stylist

Chapter 33

Arielle's P.O.V:

Around 6:30, I was cleaning up in the kitchen. We ate dinner about an hour ago, but I didn't feel like cleaning up then. Anyway, I was cleaning off the counter when my phone rang. "Hello ?" I said. "Hey, girl. Are you busy ?" Gia said. "Gi, I'm never too busy for you. Wassup ?" I said. "You know how Asia been talking about us on Twitter ?" She asked. She sounded upset and I started to get worried. "Yeah, why ? What that bitch do now ?" I asked. "Okay, so I've been getting phone calls and voicemails from a blocked number and I don't know who it is." She said. "Baby, we already came to the conclusion that it was Asia." I heard August say in the back. "August with you ?" I asked. "Yeah, he's a little upset right now."Gia says. "A little ?" I said, sarcastically. Gia laughed. "So what has she been saying in these voicemails ?" I wanted to know.
"Just threatening the hell outta me. I'll let you listen to it when you come over." Gi tells me. "Gi, you about to make me come over there right now." I said. "No, not tonight. It's date night for me and Aug." She says. I smiled. "Well, I'm glad you're not letting this hoe ruin your mood." I said. "Thanks, love." She said. "I'll talk to you later." I tell her.
"Come over tomorrow so you can listen to the voicemails." Gia says. "Aight. But don't be mad if I get mad and wanna fight." I warned her. She laughed and then I laughed. "Do you, girl, do you. That's what best friends are supposed to do." Gia says. I giggled. Brandon walked in the kitchen. "Alright girl. Call me if you need anything or if anything happens. I don't care if it's 2:00 in the morning. I do not mind fighting." I said. Brandon looked at me and made a face. "Baby !" He said. I giggled. "I will, love. Talk to you later." She said. "Bye babe." I said. And then I hung up the phone. I looked at Brandon, who was sitting at the kitchen island in front of me, eyes glued to his cellular device. He then finally met my gaze. "What bae ?" He asked. "Nothin." I said. "What's going on with Gia, she aight ?" Brandon asked. "Yeah. She's fine. I hope." I said. "You hope ? What does that mean ?" Brandon asked.
"Remember how I told you that August broke up with that hoe Asia ?" I said. "Mhm." "And you know how she's been posting shit on social media about me and Gia ?" I continued. "Yeah ?" Brandon said. "Well, somehow that bitch got Gi's number and now she's calling her, threatening her and harassing her. Sending her voicemails." I said. It makes my blood boil to even talk about it and I know Ima be even more mad when I go over Gia's tomorrow to listen to the voicemails. Brandon made a face. "Are you serious ? What did the voicemails say ?" He wanted to know. I finished cleaning up the kitchen and walked around the counter to Brandon. He was sitting on one of our bar stools. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in. Then he looked in my eyes. "What's wrong, baby ? You seem upset. " Brandon says. I sighed. "I just hate when Gia's upset. That's like my sister. And when she's hurting so am I. That's like my baby." I said. Brandon reached for my face and massaged my cheek. "I know,mama. But don't stress over it. It's gonna be okay." He assured me. I sighed. "I love you." I said. "I love you too, babygirl." He says. And then we kissed.

*I have nothing to say like I always do lmao 😂😭 but I love y'all 💕💕