TESS POV
I was so damn happy it was Sunday that I didn't know what to do with myself, and I planned on finally relaxing for it had been one long week for me. After kicking Olive's ass with Stef, I had felt a sense of relief, for it had been a while since I whipped someone's ass who was a bully, and if I was honest something was changing and clicking inside of me for I hadn't been high while doing it this time.
It had been a few weeks since I had gotten high off hard drugs and since I shot up anything in my arm or up my nose, and since that time, well I was feeling real different, and I had even gained some weight. Maybe I was even starting to feel like my old self a tad and truth was I didn't even remember who that girl was. I was so use to feeling numb as fucking shit, and looking like a hot ass mess that I had just gotten use to it, and that wasn't no good to anyone.
Stef and I had went shopping a few times and I had even gotten myself a new outfit and got a new hairstyle, along with new earrings and some makeup. Not that I had alot of money or hardly any to treat myself but for the time being Warbucks had seemed to lay off me, and I had been turning in my money on time and the right amount. Maybe because my head was starting to get a little clearer and also, I was trying so hard to fall out of love with that man.
As I enter the apartment, it's quiet as I see Julius isn't home and neither is Lena or his little sister. I was grateful for that too because things with me and Lena just seemed to be strange right. I don't know I was feeling some type of way the more I thought about what she was doing and well the more I was talking to Stef. Not that I was easily fucking influenced and yeah my ass was grateful she had bailed me out of jail but this whole Olive thing and her not really taking Callie's side, it was kinda bugging me I guess. I guess I felt like he really should have had Callie's back more and gone after Olive herself but I knew that wasn't really in her nature to kick someone's ass like that.
Hell, I got it, she was covering her own ass because she fucking loved the man. Hell, I still had feelings for him, and I hated that. Christ did I ever, but sometimes I just felt Lena judged me so damm much that I couldn't breath. I don't know she tried to act like she was my mother, all of us really and I just didn't wanna hear that. If I wanted a mother I'd go find one. What she didn't get was I needed a damm friend.
But I had seen how upset Callie had been since the Olive thing happened and there was a great deal of tension between her and Lena and well, Julius too. I guess his snid remarks I'd hear him say about Stef were getting to my ass too and I was finding it annoying, because she really was a cool person and alot of fun and was becoming a friend. Honestly I liked her alot, she didn't judge me at all for being an addict and if anything the last few weeks that we had been hanging out she had pushed me to figure out who I was and use to be. And no one had really done that.
As I head into the kitchen to put my groceries away I feel my head start to spin a little because even if it had been a month the withdrawls were no fucking joke as I grab a glass of water and take a seat at the kitchen table and light a smoke when I hear giggling and a door open.
"You just stay in there and wait for me, baby! You lay there and be the sexy woman you are. I'll be right back, sweetheart." I hear Stef say as she walks into the kitchen in Julius' kimono being completely naked underneath as I laugh shaking my head for this girl was just so damn wild and out there I had to laugh my ass off. Her belly button is pierced now as she had her hair in her usual long braid as her super blonde highlights I put in a few weeks ago blend well with her hair. Stef was a very pretty girl and she probably knew it which made me laugh as well.
But she was definitely out there and didn't seem to carry an ounce of fear in her. Which I kinda envied to some extent and when we kicked Olive ass shit, she was no joke. I didn't really know what that was gonna be like but she proved to be just as tough as her words that night and I'd tell anyone not to fuck with her in terms of Callie. Ever. And it was true the other way around too, Callie did not play when it came to people messing around with Stef. She didn't and Julius and Lena were already getting a taste of it.
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Streetlife
FanfictionThis story takes place in the early 1980's during the time when crime, drugs, corruption, pimps, prostitution, and the Aids virus plagued the streets of New York City and 42nd street. This gritty novel tells the lives of friends, and rivals who str...