Poison. (𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.)

- Eight.

Letitia's POV.

I was typing on the computer while writing in my notebook. I was really just working on extra stuff to distract me from thinking too much. My brother always said "Letitia you're gonna have your funeral in that lab" and honestly I wouldn't mind. The thought of him saying that made me chuckle.

"You must always work this hard." A voice said.

When I turned around it was a small petite girl with braids. I chuckled and smirked turning back around. "Yeah pretty much. You must work hard too since you're still here." She shrugged. "I usually take my work home but I forgot it so I came back to get it." I nodded in understanding then continued to focus on work.

"I'm Dominique by the way.." She stepped up introducing herself. "I'm Letitia , Nice to meet you." I smiled.

    "Do you wanna grab a coffee? I know this great coffee place down the street." She asked. I wanted to stay glued to my computer but I knew that I need to get out of here to unwind. "Sure." I agreed taking off my lab coat.

Once we got to the coffee shop we sat down and began to converse about our interests and different things like that and it turns out we have a lot in common.

      ""So how long have you been interested in science?" She asked taking a sip of her coffee.

  "Ahhh I'd say since I was little. My mom would give me these beads and I'd pretend to pick up calls from them." I laughed at the memory. "Man that's crazy. I used to draw rocket ships and super hero robots." She chuckled as I had an amused look on my face.

    "Awe man, that's hilarious." I laughed.

    "I been trying to work on this one car for years though and I just can't get it to work." Dominique sighed.

            "I mean I can help you out, working on cars is pretty easy." I shrugged. She placed her hand on mine and thanked me which made me smile.

   Cinnamons POV.

    "Girl please I can't stress that enough you just gotta be consistent." Journey and me walked and talked to our favorite coffee shop watching people walk past. I think it's funny how everyone has a different story. Some sad, some happy , some sweet it's just so interesting to me.

  "Yeah consistency is ke-" I opened the door to the coffee shop and noticed something that made my heart drop. "Oh fuck no!" Journey semi yelled about to walk out. I grabbed her hand in reassurance and said it was fine.

    My heart wasn't broke but it definitely wasn't beating correctly. Jealousy and anger laced my face as she glanced between me and the girls hand on hers and then widened them like she was in shock. I rolled my eyes and walked up to order my hot cocoa and beignets attempting to blink away tears. Journey on the other hand was mean mugging of course.

  I thought we had something but I guess I was wrong. My mind started to think about breathtaking moments we've had and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I quickly wiped my face as I got my order and walked out with journey.

     "Cinnamon wait!" I heard her voice as I continued to walk. With her running she soon caught up to me and grabbed my hand. "Wait for fucking what Letitia?" I spat pulling my hand away. She looked at me with sadness in her eyes.

     "Baby it wasn't like that sh-" I cut her off by putting up my hand and shaking my head.

  "I don't wanna hear those bullshit lies. Delete my number." I said coldly walking away and wiping my eyes. "Cinnamon please!" Was the last thing I heard her say before turning the corner with Journey.

      "I'm sorry about that Cinnamon. She's deadass wrong." Journey stressed. All I could do was nod in understanding.

   Once I got to the house I took a shower, cleaned a little and began to read the book I had stopped reading for a little while. I couldn't get the sight of her and that girl out of my mind. Their eye contact, her smiling. Was I overthinking it or was it more than that.

  Meow. "I know Spice but mama is sad right now." I said picking up the cat and cuddling with her. "I really hope I'm overthinking this." Releasing a dull sigh. My phone started to ring and the caller I.D was unknown which made me lift a brow so I just ignored it.

     After the call I started to doze off to sleep.

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