"I can't do this anymore, Monica," Apryl said, throwing her hands in the air dramatically. The two of them were sitting out on the deck, in front of the pool. "I can't keep going back and forth with him. This is the third time he has cheated. Third. He promised he would never do it again and I was stupid enough to believe it. Even worse? This hoe knew me and him were together... Shit, I Just don't understand how other females do this. It's sickening."
"Hey, Apryl," Monica offered with a smile, "He didn't deserve you anyways. He's a lying, two timing son of a bitch. He best know when I get back in town, shit is gonna go down." Apryl squealed with laughter and clapped her hands together energetically. I smiled at her enthusiasm.
"I love you," She beamed and clapped her hands again. "Speaking of which, when are you getting back in town? We all miss you over there." Monica shrugged and rolled her eyes. "Damn, that really sucks, M. Is there anything interesting to do in this town at all?" Her mind instantly wandered to Russell's deep and devilish eyes. The way he looked at her when he seduced her. The way he made her feel and shake with delight...
"No, not really," Monica shrugged again. "It's pretty dry here." Apryl covered her heart dramatically and sighed. Monica rolled her eyes at her dramatic act. "It is!"
"Come on, Monica," Apryl shook her head at Monica. "I know something juicy is happening or else you would've convinced your parents to let you go back to LA already."
"I can't, they won't let me," Monica shook her head and groaned. She loved when the two of them got together. They always managed to get in some type of wild trouble. "Nothing is happening here at all."
"Fine," she gave in, reluctantly, I sighed of relief. "I'll make sure that Sean keeps his hand to himself while you're gone. Cheaters are just so disgusting." My face paled and my stomach dropped when she said that. I felt saliva build up in my mouth and I went hot. I flushed like I had been caught in the act.
"Girl," Apryl drawn out, putting her hand on Monica's kneecap. "Something is going on. Tell me everything right now." How could she not? She had been keeping this secret to herself and surely Russell had told someone else. Maybe Kevin or Serge? Especially with a girl like Monica.
"Russell Westbrook?" She thought about the name for a second before nodding her head excitedly. "We have, um, been fooling around." For a person that was just talking about how horrible cheating was, Apryl looked oddly happy.
"Oh my God, Monica!" She squealed, as Monica looked around making sure Desiree wasn't eavesdropping on them. Monica shushed Apryl as Arpyl bounced up and down excitedly in her chair. "How did this happen? Are you going to break up with Sean?"
"No! No!" Monica shouted, narrowing her eyebrows at Apryl. "I love that man, Apryl. The thing with Russell... It's a long story, okay? And it doesn't mean anything to me."
"I knew something was going on here," Apryl shook her head, a smile on her face. She whacked Monica's arm hard. Monica yelled and moved back in pain. "You love Sean! What the hell are you doing with this dude?"
"Apryl, it's a long story..." Monica started.
"You better get talkin'," Apryl snapped, waiting for Monica to start talking. "This better be good."
"So, my first day was really sucky at work and I got off and went to go get gas at the gas station," Monica began, remembering what happened the day she met Russell Westbrook, "I was in total awe over this car, it was the prettiest Bentley you've ever seen, girl, in this baby blue color."
"Remember a car got you stuck in this situation, coming to Oklahoma. I don't think cars are good for you," Apryl pointed out. That was a good point.
"Well, it got me into another one," Monica clarified, "So, when I was getting ready to leave... I accidentally hit it... his car," Arpyl gasped, "so he was blazing mad. He was even more mad when I didn't know who the fuck he was. I really didn't. I told him that I really couldn't pay for his car and we went back and forth and he brought up the whole 'You're gonna pay... You can have a lot of sex with me' the regular perv thing. I got in my car and drove off. He knew where I worked and he was there and I guess I agreed. Only to pay for the car, of course... I didn't want to tell Sean because then he would want to pay and no."
"Girl, you just wanted to get dicked down," Apryl shook her head. "And he wanted some of that fatty..."
"Stop, Apryl," Monica warned, "He seduces me and he has this crazy effect on me... I don't know. We haven't had sex."
"Yet," she completed for Monica. Monica grimaced.
"I don't have a choice, I feel terrible," Monica admitted.
"Mhmm," Apryl grunted, "What you're doing with him... It means something to you."
"I clearly said it really doesn't."
"If not now it will, I know you, Monica," Apryl shook her head, "I can see it in your eyes. There is something about Russell you like." Monica felt her cheeks heating up but shook her head.
"I would know if I did," Monica stated.
Apryl sensed the tension between her and Monica. "Well, I better get going..."
"It was great to see you, girl," Monica stood up and gave her friend a hug. "I'll be home before you know it." She watched Arpyl walk out of the front door before collapsing onto the couch. Shit.
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The Baby Blue Bentley {Russell Westbrook}
Romance"I can't love you," Russell breathed into Monica's ear, as he supported his heavy body over hers. Both of them were panting heavily. "But, goddamn, I can't stay away from you." No matter how hard Monica tried, she couldn't stop thinking about Russe...
