Dricki: Boyfriend For Hire

Chapter 10

            My words came out of my month like a battle cry. For the first time I say it out loud, it's like a weigh off my shoulder. I feel my face wet and hot. It was tears of relief.

But Justine didn't notice, I think, because the first thing she does is give me bear hug.

"Air Jus. I need air."

She slowly lets go of me with sparkling eyes to match her beautiful wide smile. Though, it didn't last long, her face was back to the previous emotion which distracted me from the slap she gave me.

"Why the hell you did that for?" I ask rubbing me stinging cheek."

"I may be happy because you finally opened up to me but I haven't forgot you called me a hoe." She goes over to the bed and lays down. "Now that we got that out of the way, start talking."

I wasn't ready to talk. I won't be able to put my mind into digging something that was kept that deeply.

"No... I think it's better if you start talking, after all I'm not sure of nothing that happened between you two."

She rolls her eyes at me. "You know, I just don't hit you again because I know your head's hard as a rock. But I'll talk."

I go over to the bed and sit Indian style right in front of her.

"Well, I remember leaving you and Aubrey alone and dancing with a couple of more people. I felt thirsty so I went to the bar. I found this guy there, he  was so hot, like a meteor... No, like the sun." She blushes at her memories. It's hard not to believe that she is telling the truth. "We talked, he payed me a few drinks. He was dressed like those people in the 300 movie, that's why I called him my Julius Caesar. I know I was drunk but I know it was very intense what happened between us."

"Why did you leave then?"

"It was a one night stand, what more could I do? I don't even know his name. You know I'm a douchebag magnet. Every time I was in a relationship it ended up badly. So I left my Julius Caesar sleeping like an angel." She frowns. I can tell she regretted doing so.

"Let me get this straight, you spend the night with a guy you barely know but you say he was the best you ever had." She slowly nods." Jus, you're like the best adviser I know, you help everybody except yourself. Why would you do something like that?"

"I was coward, I know, but it's better that way. I'll just keep thinking that I'm saving myself from another heartbreak."

I look at nothing in particular. She was right at some point. I fell bad for judging her, I'm no better than her yet she didn't do what I did to her. But I can't help to feel that something is going up really really bad here...

"Now do you believe that I didn't sleep with your lil' boyfriend Onika? Are you going to stop with that jealousy scene?" She smirks like she knew more than she says.

"I do. Now hush... It's not jealousy. And don't call me by my real name."

"Yo mama gave you that name... Anyways, I'll tell you what I used to tell my patients. The worst blind is the one who doesn't what to see and the worst lier is the one who lies to themselves."

"What are you talking about?" I furrow my eyes at her statement.

"You'll understand when the time comes.... Enough of being depressed. I can't stand this headache, let's get something to eat." She gets up making her way downstairs to the kitchen. I do the same.

When I reach the place I find Jus opening a bunch a cabinets. She already had taken out two bowls and cereal.

"Spoons are in the drawer." I say.
I get some Advil from a cabinet on the counter and milk from the fridge.

"What's with all the yelling and noise. Respect other hangovers."

For a second I had forgotten about my cousin's presence. She had on a towel around her hair and a smaller one around her body.

"I'd rather you respect me in my house..."

"Hmm... I think you should take three of those." She says referring to the Advil bottle that was still on my grip.

"Go put on some clothes on." My voice was a little snappy but it wasn't my intention.

"What's your problem with me? What did I do to you?"

I cannot believe this girl is quivering her lips like she's about to cry. This sly bitch, thinking she was the most innocent soul in the world. But all that anger that has been building up inside me has to come out, one way or another. I'm tired of dying little by little.

"What did you ever do to me, huh Nicole? What?" I mimicked her fake angelic voice as I walk up to her. I don't care how short I am compared to her, eye to eye here.

"Okay, I'll admit that I wasn't the better person when we were kids. But the past has past. Let go of that grudge."

"You're right, maybe I should let go of it and be nice to you... Remember, I even let you stay with me."

Four years ago, a very kind Nicole asked me for shelter. She had a few tests to do in a couple modelling agencies and she didn't have a place to stay in LA, so my mother gave this thrilling idea of her staying with me. What seemed to be three days max turned out to be a month. Even though I spent most of the time out, living with her was hell, she didn't even pitch in on the rent at the end of the mouth like we had agreed to.

"Of course I remember. You were until then." She smiles.

"Oh, was I cool? Cool when you broke my vase my parents gave me? Cool I cleaned after your messy ass? Cool when you ate my all chocolate.... I should have let your ass get anorexic..." I roughly poke her uncovered still dripping upper chest.

With each fact stated, my voice was getting higher and higher, but that didn't bother her. She still had snob look on her face.

Like my grandmother used to say, 'the untold truth will turn into poison to your soul'... And I don't want that to me.

"Or was I cool for letting you fuck my fiancé on my bed in my house?"