𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 | kirk hammett

Chapter 39

Tracee was officially mad at me and made sure to write it on the work calendar as well.

I scoffed as I walked into work, passing it.

"I would do anything for Dalia, but she wouldn't for me."  - Tracee

I walked into the dressing room and our eyes met.

Both of us having a dirty look on our face.

"Missy tell Dalia I'm not speaking with her." Tracee said rolling her eyes.

"Good it's not like I wanted you to." I said as I set my stuff down. 

Missy shook her head annoyed at the both of us.

"Are you guys serious? It's been a week. You can get over it." Missy sighed.

"I've been over it. Tracee is just a dramatic bitch." I said as I started on my makeup.

"You only care about yourself." Tracee said sticking her tongue out at me.

I ignored her and proceeded to do my makeup.

She walked past me and shoved into me spilling her beer on me.

I spun around angrily as the cold liquid poured down my robe. "What the fuck"?! I yelled.

"Oops." She said with a smirk.

"Tracee really. Grow up." Missy said annoyed.

"I've been grown, thank you very much." She said saltily.

She walked past me again, this time spilling her powdered makeup on me, that stuck to my wet body.

"Oops again." She laughed.

I was done with being mature, she ruined my outfit, and now I have her pale makeup stuck all over me.

I grabbed my cup of Jack Daniels mixed with Coke, spit in it, and tossed it onto her head.

I watched  in satisfaction as the iced brown liquid poured down her freshly styled hair, makeup, and white dress.

"Oh my fucking God"! She yelled furious.

I grabbed her chin and tilted it upwards, "Doesn't feel great, huh"? I said with a smirk.

"Missy! Do something"! Tracee yelled exasperated.

"No! You deserved it. You were being a bitch first." Missy said handing us both a towel.

"Fuck you guys then"! Tracee yelled, as she wiped herself off.

"All of this over a guy, Tracee"? I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. What the hell"? Asked Missy.

"You guys both have boyfriends." Tracee started.

"Yeah we know. Which you won't let us forget." Missy said angrily cutting her off.

"I wouldn't force you to cheat on someone you love to go on a date." I said crossing my arms.

"God I know. I just wanna be in love. I'm sorry for taking it out on you guys." Tracee said as she sat down.

I stared at her but didn't say anything.

"It's fine." Missy replied.

"Dalia"? Asked Tracee.

"I just don't understand why you decided to be a bitch to the people who love you." I frowned.

"I don't know either. Let me take you guys out tomorrow night. An apology dinner "? She asked with a smile.