Do You Remember ?

C1•Flashback

Ava's P.O.V

The dial tone rung over and over again

" I'm sorry but the person you are trying to reach isn't available, please leave a message after- "

I was sitting up waiting for Craig to come home. I just couldn't sleep knowing that he wasn't by my side, 9 times outta 10 his ass was with some bitches that would bend over and pop their pussy for a bottle of Cîroc Basic hoes these days, I'm not putting all the blame on them though because my quote unquote nigga is out there entertaining them,

" and that's my bestie, my bestie, my bestfriend. Go bestfriend " my phone rang out

Before I could even say hello Bri loud dramatic ass spoke

" bitchhhhhhh " she yelled

" hey Bri " I laughed

" put on something cute I'm about to pull up " she said

" no than- " she cut me off before I could object

" look boo I know you're most likely sitting at home waiting for Craig stupid ass to come home " I looked down at my nails sighing

" but you need to get out that house! Sitting there and waiting for him to come home after he be done been out fucked everything walking isn't cute so get your ass up and put on some cloths " before I could speak she hung up

I sighed and just decided to go out anyway I was kinda tired of sitting in the house waiting on him hand and foot making sure he's okay it's time for me to enjoy myself for once.

I pulled the covers back and got out of bed I took my hair that was everywhere and put it in a high bun on top of my head walking into the bathroom I stripped out of my clothes to take a quick shower then put on a matching underwear set I had bought from PINK earlier this week. I walked out the bathroom into our walk in closet looking for something to wear

" Ava I knew your ass wouldn't even be close to dressed yet " Bri shook her head walking into the closet looking down at me sitting on the ground

" I just got out the shower geesh hoe cut me some slack you called me late as hell "

" blah blah suck my boob " she rolled her eyes

" so what you wearing ? " she asked me as she slipped her leather black jacket off and sat it on the couch

" I don't have anything to wear " I huffed

" you such a fucking liar. Bitch you have clothes with tags still on them, let me throw something together real quick " she rambled through the clothes handing me a knitted bodycon tunic grey dress she then grabbed a black and white fur jacket walked over to my shoe wall and scanned until she grabbed my knee high Tom Ford boots

"  I should be a fucking stylist, bitch you badddddd " she exclaimed

I shook my head " whatever " I said waving my hand