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MARCO -
Drea pushed past me and stormed off the elevator. As the doors closed, my jaw clinched as I counted from ten in my head to stop my self from going down there and hurting somebody.
When I got to the pool, they all started scrambling trying to look normal with their sneaky asses.
"Oh my— Marco is that you?!" Des said. "What a coincidence!"
"You can save that shit." I told her. "So whose idea was this?"
They looked around and all raised their hands making me shake my head. "Y'all terrible, good luck getting her out the room the entire time we're here. I would leave but I don't want to. I'm at the bar." As soon as I got there, I ordered a shot. I've been here long enough, it's time to get drunk.
The chair next to me moved back and Anthony sat down. "We just trying to help bro."
The bartender sat down my cup and killed that and asked for another. "I don't ever remember asking for your help though."
"Never said you did but Marc you been acting really fucked up since she left and we tired of that shit. You need to try talking to her again. She'll probably never understand but at least get her to see how sorry you are."
"When she saw me, it was like it made her sick to her stomach. I didn't want us to end up like this."
"Who says this is the end? You've never been the type of person to give up so don't start now."
"I don't even know what to do to begin fixing this."
"Talk to her, it's simple."
"It's not because I can't make her listen and I'm not about to kiss her ass."
Anthony laughed. "Nigga who you tryna fool, you'd indeed kiss her ass. Go make up with your girl. It's going to be a long lonely five days if you don't."
Taking another shot, I exhaled. "If this don't work, be expecting an ass beating." Getting up from my chair, I made my way inside the hotel. When I got on my floor, I heard yelling. Looking down the hall it was Apryl, Des and Drea.
"Girl you are so stubborn!" Des yelled. "And you know you happy to see his ass, so stop fronting."
"First of all, if you keep yelling in my face, it's going to be knotless braids all in this damn hallway. Back the hell up Desiree!"
"Bitch I'd like to see you try."
Rushing down the hallway, I jumped in between them. "Aye, aye chill."
"Look at her fighting a smile, fake ass." Des said before sticking her tongue out.
"Sleep with one eye open home girl."
"Oh I'm not worried, I'm sure Marco will have you bent over the balcony while I'm snoring peacefully."
I didn't oppose to that. "Y'all can go back downstairs, let me talk to her.
