"Hey ba-You've got to be fucking joking!"
"Aleigha?!"
In that moment, I didn't know if I was going to strangle them both or throw up. I just felt sick to my stomach. Gregory was supposed to be at work not in the shower with another woman. Especially not when he was getting married in the months to come.
Aleigha runs out of the bedroom door heading for the stairs
Gregory runs out with a towel wrapped around his waist and a gorgeous, a Hispanic woman trailing behind him turning into the closet.
"Aleigha. Aleigha?! Let's talk, let me explain this!". Aleigha was searching through her bag frantically searching her phone to dial Joey's number.
I wasn't hearing any of it, him pulling at my arm only pissed me off more. She kept calling him baby when we chased me downstairs. Baby? I couldn't be mad at her, I'm too much of a girl's girl for that. There was a 100% chance he was lying to her too. I could have killed him. A small part of me wanted to bash his brains in.
"Get off of me!" Aleigha yanked her arm back, took the end of her phone and rammed it into Greg's face in a stabbing motion. "How could you do this Gregory?"
"Huh?! How could you?!" Aleigha pinches the bridge of her nose processing everything. "You bring me all the way from my home just to do this?! With her?! Don't you work with her?" Greg tries interjecting to get a couple of words in. "Aleigha we-"
"Oh just the hell up! There is nothing that you could say right now! For God's sake you had me thinking I was going to be your wife. You've been fucking random coworkers while I'm planning a wedding?!"
"What is she talking about baby?!" By this time Greg's colleague he had been in the shower with was at the bottom of the staircase with a robe Aleigha had purchased . "Your wife? How are you engaged when you told me you weren't ready for serious commitment?!" She added with her hands crossed into her chest leaning on the industrial rail.
Gregory rolled his eyes not even turning her way to acknowledge her hurt. "Le, everything has been so fucked up. You stopped touching me! You shut down on me, and one thing just led to another with her and-"
"Her, has a name Greg!" The lady retaliated.
"Raleigh! Can you please just get the hell out?!" She huffed and marched upstairs to gather her things. He turned his body back to Aleigha who was pulling the door open.
"Lelo please!" He begged.
"Just stop Gregory! You deserve to die alone for what you've done to me, you didn't deserve me anyways.".
She storms out of Greg's place and she plops down on a couch in the lobby with her things falling over. She sits down on the loveseat, faced straight ahead an unreadable expression, but a familiar feeling - numbness, cold even.
"HELLO?! ALEIGHA? ARE YOU THERE? IM HANGING UP AND CALLING THE POLICE!" Joey screams into the phone.
"No wait...Joey... Can you. Can you please come get me? I'm at Greg's apartment and- "
"I know where you are, I have your location love, don't worry. Matteo and his cousin are on the way! ETA 6 minutes. Just stay on the phone with me so I know you're safe!" Joey instructs Aleigha.
Aleigha, leaned over with her head in her palms, "okay."
"Just hold on honey, they're almost there. Everything will be okay!" Says Joey still screaming into the phone with a baby whining in the background.
