This is the original Luv A Thug story. This is a stand alone just like the remix. You might understand characters more if you read this one.
Chalynn's life has never been a walk in the park. As a radio show host her life seems to be going seemingly...
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"You packing?" Erica asked knocking on the door to get Lay's attention since it was open. They were leaving on the 22nd which was tomorrow. Lay was coming home from Belize, just to get right back on a plane on the 23rd to go to Disney World for four days. Thankfully the girls were granted free days for the last three days that they were at the retreat.
"Yes ma'am. I'm almost done, you finished?" Lay asked sitting down on the bed out of breath. She had been meaning to talk to Erica and depending on how that went, add Samaria to the conversation.
"Mhm, back to my boring ole life. I bet you're excited huh? You got life going on." Chalynn sighed looking at Erica who had a certain look on her face.
"Why do you do that?" Lay simply asked, she just wanted to dig deeper into Erica's life. It seemed as though she hadn't learned a thing while being at this retreat.
"What?" Erica asked cluelessly, she didn't see a problem with anything she had said or done.
"Tear yourself down. Be homophobic, you say little comments that seem ill-mannered. I don't want a friend like that, but I do want you as a friend because I see your potential. Why do you do that?" Lay out her serious face on, God had been speaking to her about Erica. She was nothing like Bria, spiritually.
"I-I don't know. I'm so used to people tearing me down that I do it myself before anybody else can. When I was a child I was molested by my aunt, so now when I see gays or lesbians or anything like that it triggers me. Growing up I had to kind of push my way into friendships to be liked or I had to seem like I had it all made even when I don't. I see you and Sam and instantly get jealous because I've never had a friendship like that before. When you came up to me, and you finally opened up about who your baby dad was, it made me feel like I had to over-present myself. I don't mean any harm." Erica was currently crying, and Lay could tell that was one of the first times she's probably opened up to somebody like that before.
Samaria who was standing at the doorway walked inside and hugged Erica the best that she could.
"Wow. Thank you for opening up like that Erica. I was raped several times so I know exactly how traumatizing that is. My little sister is gay and I took complete offense to your remarks and facial expressions because not every man or lesbian is a molester or rapist. Your trauma is very real and if you don't agree with the LGBTQ community that's valid but I won't accept any derogatory name-calling or slander. All we wanted from you was you pooh. We never wanted you to go over the top or try to fit in with what you think our images are. You see how Sam and I are just goofy as hell, we eat, we talk our shit, and love each other through mistakes. I came up to you for a reason and you still have healing to do, shit we all do and I know I'm willing to love and help you through it but I can't do that if you present your false self." Lay laid it out completely on the table for Erica who had her head on Samaria's chest as she rubbed her hair.
