Dion
"I just know this motherfucker didn't!" I screamed as I looked at the photo I received on my phone. I didn't recognize the number but whomever it was, sent a picture and two words: Fuck Buddies. I couldn't believe my eyes.
I needed to contact Randall immediately; he had some explaining to do because I'm sure he was well aware of this situation.
"Hello," He said, sounding as if he just woke from his slumber.
"Hello. This is too early for you to be sleeping, don't you think?" I said looking at my watch, it was 4:00 PM. "Where are you? Are you sleeping at the office?
"Dion. Did you just call me to ask random questions?"
"Don't answer my questions with a question!" I snapped.
"What the fuck is your problem Dion? You just called me, yelling as if I know what the fuck is your deal right now! I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately and I've been working a case for my father while he's out of town on business so what the fuck Dion, did I do to makes you want to call me and bitch at me right now?!" He yelled back.
I got quiet. I was kinda in his face as soon as he answered and he did sound asleep. I felt bad for going off on him; from the sound of it, it seems as though he didn't know about the picture and got stuck with his father's work.
"I'm sorry," I hesitated to see if he was going to respond. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go in on you like that. Are you feeling okay?"
"I'm just tired. I've been having a few long nights at the office. And no, I'm not in the office at the moment."
"I apologize. I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't."
"Now what is that supposed to mean?"
"Fuck Dion! Just once, just once can we get through a fucking phone conversation before you think I'm assuming something?"
"I'm sorry," I sang. I really didn't mean to be bitchy but I was going about it all the wrong way.
"I was just meaning that you wouldn't know because I haven't spoken to you in a few days. But I'm fine, just tired."
"Well get some rest."
"What did you want to talk to me about?" He asked. I didn't want to mention the picture. I figured I would find a way to present it to him later.
"Are you coming over to my house tonight?"
"I don't think so. I'm resting now because I have to go in late tonight so I can present the case on Monday."
"Ok, well don't work so hard. Call me if you change your mind and you want a break. I'll come down for an office visit." I heard him chuckle on the other end.
"I'll let you know." Randall disconnected leaving me with so many questions.
I scrolled through a couple of pictures that were sent from the random number, making me think that someone is trying to start some shit. I scrolled through about six pictures before I landed on one the last one that sealed the deal for me. I stared at the photo, getting angrier by the minute.
Why was Randall's father with my Mother?!
Suddenly my phone rang, it was another unknown number. I answered.
"Hello?"
"Hello?" A woman spoke on the other side of the phone.
"Yes?"
"Hello, I'm looking for Dion Riviera. Is he available?"
"You are speaking with him, and who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?"
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Not My Parent's Favorite
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