A/N: Hi guys, this chapter happened after Chapter thirteen. This is necessary so bear with me and look forward to Loraine and Drey in the next chapter.
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AngelicaI am so pissed off.
I tried dialing Drey's phone number for the nth time now and I can't get through.
And it dawned on me.
He must have blocked my number.
No fucking way.
He can't just cut me off like that.
I won't let him.
Over my dead body.
I won't give up on him. Not now, not ever.
Not after everything I've been through.
I got him when nobody believed I could.
I have once succeeded in seducing him to date me.
I could still succeed the second time.
All I want is a way to. An opening to his door.
If not for that bitch Loraine, he would have been still mine. I would've been the one with his last name right now.
That was my goal.
I invested too much time in this. I can't let it slip off my hands when I know I still have the chance to make him mine.
He's my ultimate prize.
And I have fallen too deep for him that I won't be better off without him in my life anyway.
I need to think...
And quick. Something...
someone....
And someone, there is...
So I dialed the phone of the one person who can help me.
(Hello?) Samantha.
" *fake sobs* Sam, I-I can't ta--take this anymore."
(Angie what happened!?) Samantha.
"I have to tell you the truth... *sniffs* i-its about Drey.."
There was a long pause on the other side I thought the line went off..
(Okay, calm down... I'll meet you at your place. I'm heading now.) Samantha.
"Okay, t-thank you *sniffs*."
I hung up.
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An hour or so later Samantha came to my apartment.
I changed into some baggy shirt, washed off my makeup, and pretended I have been crying while curled up on the couch.
I still can't forget how humiliating it was to be thrown out of the restaurant by the fucking back door like dirt.
I am a lot of things, but dirt is not one of them.
And that restaurant and that stupid owner will be sorry.
I know Drey still cares for me.
He might have been tricked or fooled by that bitch Loraine but I know, I know he still cares. We've been together for 3 long years. Not even half the time they've been married.
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