*'I choose you to fill your void'*
Abel
"Fuck!"
I dash my phone at my wall and it bounces back, falling onto the floor. I've been calling Luara all night and I've gotten no answer, either she's declining my calls or straight up ignoring me. I fall back on my sofa and rest my face in my hands, shaking it in disappointment at myself.
"Abel, calm down, she'll call you back man," Lamar pats me on the back and I shrug him off out of frustration.
"Nah, you don't understand, I fucked up and now she's out with another nigga I've got no clue about,"
"What'd you mean, she wouldn't do that,"
"Well that's what she did! She posted a picture on her Instagram all touchy with him and everything and everyone in her comments is talking about how they go way back and how they should date," I sigh, exhausted since it's 5am and we just got back to London two hours ago after a 3 hour drive.
Two hours I've been tryna contact her and I've gotten nowhere.
I hear Lamar shuffling about and he sits down next to me, yawning.
"Listen man, from what I'm seeing, they just look like two friends having a good time. Don't over think it alright, I'll go and talk to her tomorrow,"
I lift my head up and look at him in surprise.
"Yo, you'd do that?"
"Yeah A, you know you my bro for life," We clap our hands together and I thank him, letting him leave to get some rest. He walks towards the door before abruptly turning around to face me.
"Don't let yourself get how you got with Bella dude, that was one of your lowest times. You need anything and you call any of us from the crew, you hear me?" I nod in agreement and he turns back around, leaving my apartment. Once I hear the door shut, I reach over to the small table next to me and I open the draw, slipping a blunt and a lighter out. I place it in my mouth and light it up before inhaling and letting the weed take over me.
9:30am
Luara
I groan as my alarm goes off and I reach out to snooze it, failing the first time before trying again. The deafening sound finally stops and I snuggle back into my covers, getting comfortable before I hear a loud banging on my door.
"For fucks sake.." I mumble, throwing the duvet off my body. I grab my silk robe and wrap it around myself before brushing my fingers through my curls and stumbling to the door. I look through the peephole and to my surprise, Lamar is standing there with his face in his phone, typing away. I try to back away from the door slowly but of course, I knock a plant off my console table and it falls to the floor with a thud.
"Lua, I know you're in there, open up,"
"Um... Luara isn't here right now, come back another day," I start to speed walk towards my room before another knock sounds on my door.
"Lu, stop playing and come open this door," I close my eyes and sigh before turning around and walking back to my door. I open it and Lamar is now staring at me with his phone away.
"Hey theree...Lamar," I say a bit awkwardly. I already know Abel's informed him about what happened last night so I have no doubt he's here as his messenger.
"Hey Luara, mind if I come in real quick?" I move out of the doorframe and open the door wider, inviting him in and he walks in, taking his sneakers off by the door. I thank him for it before leading him through my hallway and into my living room where I plop down on the sofa and he sits beside me, leaving a bit of a gap.
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