Angela's POV
My doorbell was ringing. First, this is the worst time for anyone to be at my door, and second, who the hell was at my door. Howell was in the shower. I quickly put on a robe and rushed downstairs. I opened the door. It was D'Mario, shit!
"Oh hey I wasn't expecting you."
"I know that. Why you ain't been answering me."
"I'm sorry I've just been...busy."
"Well you gon' let me in?"
"Yes, yes of course. Come in."
Shit! What am I going to do? Howell is upstairs and D'Mario is down here.
"Hey D'Mario, I'm gonna go upstairs I'll be down in a few."
"Ight coo."
I hurried upstairs and went inside the bathroom.
"Howell, baby?"
"Yes?"
"You almost done?"
"Uh yeah almost. Why, you wanna join me?"
"No, not right now.I just have to talk you about something."
He got out the shower and put a towel around his waist.
"Um...so..."
"Just say it."
"D'Mario is downstairs."
"What? I'm going down."
"No, Howell don't. This is why I had to talk to you so you can stay up here."
"No Angela, I'm not. Baby, you can't have both of us. You gotta choose one of us sooner than later."
Howell walked downstairs.
"No Howell wait."
D'Mario stood up from the couch.
"What's good nigga?"
"Look I don' wanna start no trouble I just came to visit Ang. But obviously I ain't wanted so imma leave."
"No, D'Mario wait."
"Nah. And to think I actually thought you were different. Yu jus' like them otha hoes. Bye Angela."
All I could do was cry. What if I'm making a mistake by seeing Howell again. He could just easily cheat on me again. If D'Mario never talks to me again, I wouldn't even be mad. I deserve it. I played him.
After about 10 minutes of crying and thinking, I finally spoke to Howell.
"If we ever got back together, would you cheat on me again?"
"No, never again."
"How do I know that?"
"I guess I'll just have to prove it."
"Okay. For right now I just need some alone time to think so I think it'll be best if you leave for right now. I'll call you later."
"Well okay, whatever you need. I love you Angela."
"I know. I'll see you later."
Then he walked out the door. I decided to text Nina and Deandra to come over to talk. They'll surely help me.
*2 hours*
Nina and Deandra had just came over. I told them that I needed help with something.
"Guys, I got a bit of an issue."
"Is this why you haven't called us in forever?" Nina said.
"Well... see Howell has come back in my life."
"What, I know you didn't just say what I think you said. I knowww you ain't going back with that lyin' bastard! Chica, lo que esta mal con usted?!?"
"Nina, stop speaking Spanish."
"I speak it when I'm angry."
"Anyways, I needa tell y'all what happened today."
"Okay, well go on." Deandra said, in a calm tone unlike Nina crazy self.
"Well see Howell was over here and D'Mario showed up and they like got into a dispute and ugh."
Deandra and Nina burst into laughter.
"Okay, enough laughing. But I think you need to talk to both of them." Deandra said.
"You right. I'll call both of them tonight."
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Fireworks
ChickLitAngela Moore is torn between two men. Who will win this battle. Find out by reading. NOT A FANFICTION, ONLY USING CELEBRITIES AS THE CAST. THEY WILL NOT BE FAMOUS IN THE BOOK.