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Chapter 8

Lori and Fatima shower and change before leaving the house to go out.

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Lori and Fatima are sitting at a table in club Eden enjoying a drink and laughing while throwing money to the dancers on stage.

LORI: "I swear this is some bipolar shit"

FATIMA: "What?" Fatima says throwing some money on stage.

LORI: "We just got through-" she clears her throat as an indication. "And now we're drinking and throwing money at strippers." she laughs.

FATIMA: "Girl fuck it." she shrugs, while laughing.

LORI: "Do you wanna talk about Zac?"

FATIMA: "Not really." she says, taking a drink from her glass and throwing more money.

LORI: "Ok, well can I ask one question?"

FATIMA: "You just did."

LORI: "You know what I mean." She says taking a drink from her glass.

FATIMA: "Go head."

LORI: "Do you think Zac really knew about the baby?"

FATIMA: "I don't know what he knew." she says looking at Lori "What I do know is he has a track record." She waves down a bartender ordering another drink.

There is a tap on Fatima's shoulder and she turns around to see Blue standing there with her arms crossed in front of her.

FATIMA: "Hey Blue."

BLUE: "Madam wants to see you in her office."

FATIMA: "What does she want?"

Blue just looks at Fatima.

FATIMA: (sigh) "fine. Come on Lori."

BLUE: "mh mh, nope, just you."

FATIMA: "Come on Lori."

Lori and Fatima get up from the table heading to Madam's office.

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Fatima and Lori are standing outside Madam's office. Fatima knocks and opens the door without waiting for a response. Madam is sitting at her desk counting money, but looks up when she hears the door open. She smiles and goes back to counting her money.

MADAM: "You're rude as hell."

FATIMA: "What I do?" she says innocently walking to Madam's desk with Lori.

MADAM: "How do you come to my establishment and not say hi? Is there a problem?"

FATIMA: "Stop being dramatic Marylin."

Fatima rounds her desk and Madam stands to hug her before going to sit down.

FATIMA: "So what's up?"

MADAM: "What's been going on with you? We haven't caught up in a while."

FATIMA: " To make a long story short-"

MADAM: "I like long stories."

FATIMA: (laughs) "Ok so...I'm chilling at Lori house right?"

MADAM: "right."

FATIMA: "All of a sudden I get a call from Angela irritating ass telling me to go home and sh-"

MADAM: "Hold on I thought y'all were cool."

FATIMA: "Another story, let's focus on this one."

MADAM: "Ok, keep going."

FATIMA: "So I head home and open the door to Zac kissing on his fucking baby mama."

MADAM: "Uh uh, hell nah. You need me to take care of that? Ion play that shit."

FATIMA: "I'll call you if I need you. But anyways, he was talking bout she was trying to blackmail him yada yada yada, so I made him shoot her."

Madam busts out laughing putting her hand up for a high five.

MADAM: " I see you handling shit the way you used to. What you gone do about Zac though?"

FATIMA: "I don't know yet." she sighs.

MADAM: "mh, well let me know-" she pauses for a moment "wait, how the fuck did Angela know you needed to go over there?"

FATIMA: (unsure) "I...don't know to be honest, I was thinking the same thing."

MADAM: "Uh uh, I don't like that, you need to figure that out."

FATIMA: "You right, you right."

MADAM: "What you still doing here? Go handle that shit, and call me if you need to."

FATIMA: "ok, damn. Bye witcho rude ass."

Fatima and Lori stand up.

MADAM: "Oh, what's your name?"

LORI: "i'm Lori."

MADAM: "Nice to meet you."

LORI: "You too."

FATIMA: "Let's go."

Fatima and Lori turn and walk out of the office and out of the club.

Fatima and Lori pull up to Angela's crib and get out of the car after turning it off. They walk to the door and the sounds of laughter and cartoons escape the house. Fatima knocks on the door and Angela hollers "Who is it?" but Fatima does not respond. Moments later Angela opens the door with a baby on her hip that looks like Michael, Heather's baby.

ANGELA: "Hey who-" she looks up and is stuck when she sees Fatima.