Safaree.
Safaree was his name. I met him back in high school when out of nowhere he asked me to the prom. I didn't even know who he was. After long two weeks of persuasion and cute little surprises I said yes.
Out romance started with meetings on lockers and study dates in the library. We never actually went out on dates just hung out and chilled until one day he asked me to be his and I said yes.
Everything was always on the low. We never talked about our business. We had this kind of playful and childish relationship which everybody confused as a friendship. Safaree wasn't that one guy in a million, the small details about him made me love him. Even his bad habit of burping obnoxiously after a can of Coke. Weird, I know... But the way he laughed, smiled looked at me after was heart melting. I got so lost in those chocolate brown eyes of his.
For seven years, my life was a sea of rose petals. Until Nicole came around. She knew who he was, but not that he was my boyfriend. Safaree never attended a single one of my family reunions.
He would come around, visit me a couple of times. The few times they met each other at my living room they only talked about the weather. That's why I never imagined they had any other type of contact. Dead wrong.
"Wha... How did yo-" By her tune of voice, it confirmed that she indeed was surprised to learn that I actually knew about her dirty dids.
"Find out? Simple. It only took me a day to come back early and find you riding my boyfriend on MY BED." My bed yo. As much as I loved it, I slept in the guest room for two days as I got the mattress replaced. I was two disgusted to keep sleeping on it. If it worked, I'd wash my eyes with some kind of deferent to remove that image of them that kept popping at me.
"I didn't know he was your fiancé..."
"Spare me Nicole, spare me. I done told your ass before going on vacation that we've been together for seven years... Seven years of my life you threw it away because you wanted to be a hoe."
It was Safaree's idea of course. He suggested we did a getaway in occasion to my workaholic attitude lately. A little over a mouth living with Nicole and I was liking having someone around the house. I have to confess I was starting to like her just a little bit, she was even starting to grow as a person to me. And for that, I thought I could trust her with my secret, so I told her. Until this day I remember how excited she seemed to be for me, we stayed up all night and talked about everything and anything.
"I didn't know... At least he could have that thought about you. What one doesn't want, two can't do."
After that was the sound of a tumble. At first I thought it was Cuddles who had made Nicole trip but dragging my eyes to ground where she was, I see Justine on top of her. Hair pulling, slaps given, scratches... Everything I once thought about doing to this girl, Justine was doing it for me.
Weirdly the realisation of my revengeful thoughts weren't satisfying enough. It was shocking. It took me about two minutes to snap out of it and stop them.
"Enough Jus, let her go."
"No, she deserves it. No one messes with my best friend."
"Get this crazy bitch out of my face. I have a shampoo campaign to do." Nicole says then sighs in frustration running her finger through her hair.
"I'll take it from here." I look at Justine and she gives me a nod.
Nicole was still lying int he same spot looking at he celling, scared. I wasn't going to anything to her, but I like the idea of Justine being my cousin's worse nightmare.
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