Caught in Between (Lesbian)

Chapter 4

LANAE POV

"What?", I asked, afraid of what would happen next.

"You heard me bitch! Who the FUCK was you telling that you love them!", she yelled out.

My mouth dropped at the words that had just came out of her mouth. Charell had never called me out of my name before. Ever.

"It was nobody baby. It was just my old friend. I promise", I quickly said.

"An old friend? You Better hope it's just an old friend, give me that phone!", she said.

"What, why? You don't believe me?", I asked hesitantly.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll give me that damn phone!", she said while snatching it out of my hand.

My body started to trembling as she unlocked my phone and went to the call log. She called the number back that Aaliyah had called from. When someone answered the other line, she put the phone on speaker and I began to feel light-headed.

"Hello!", she screamed into the phone.

When nobody said anything she screamed again, "I SAID HELLO!"

"Umm Can I help you?", I heard a voice say, but it wasn't Aaliyah, it was Megan. I suddenly began feeling much Better.

After talking to Megan, and Megan making up a story that went perfectly with my lie, Charrell apologized to me for "overreacting" and calling me out of my name. I accepted it with a guilty conscious, and couldn't stand myself.

"Come get in the shower with Me", she begged.

"Im sorry.. I just can't tonight", I replied as a rush of guilt flooded my body.

"I'm sorry beautiful, I know I should trust you more, but something just overcame me. I overreacted", she said while leaning in to give me a kiss.

"Get some rest babe", she said while hugging me tight.

I layed down and closed my eyes, trying to forget the night. I fell asleep fast, glad that the situation didn't escalate.

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Charell POV

I opened my eyes and rolled over to put my arm around Lanae, but surprisingly she was already gone.

I picked up my phone, and I had 6 missed calls from an unpaved number. I called the number back.

"Hello! Charell ", a loud ghetto voice said.

"Yo who this is?", I replied.

"Don't act like you don't know who this is", she said. "You sure knew who this was when your face was between my legs!"

I shook my head. This bitch has got to be kidding me.

"Man. Red what you keep calling my phone for! There ain't No reason for you to be blowing my shit up!", I yelled.

"See why you gotta act like that Daddy. I miss you. Come see me!", she said in a seductive tone.

"Girl you know I don't mess with your ass like that! That was a mistake. You was a f**king mistake!", I said remembering what went down between us.

I was at work when Red rolled in there looking cute. I was checking out, and she was next in line.

"Hey cutie", she said while placing her clothes on the counter.

"Hey, don't I know you?", I replied. "I think I seen you at my girl's store. She's the manager at Fashion House. Lanae", I replied.

She giggled. "Aha,  That's your girl?" , she said surprisingly.

"Yea, That's my baby!", I said excitedly.

"Well I tell you what? When you're ready for a real girl, call me", she said while sliding me her number.

I put the number in my pocket, and gave her the bag of clothes.

After that day Red would come in every week picking out new outfits. She would always flirt with me, but I would ignore her. I guess one day I fell into her trap. We ended up going to her house and hooking up. the biggest mistake of my life.

"That's how you feel Charell? I'm a mistake?", she said sadly.

"Look, what we had will never be again. Ever. Don't bother calling again. My girl is worth way more than you", I replied.

"Oh really, we'll see how she feels about you when she gets home today", she said sternly before hanging up the phone in my face.

I sat the phone down beside me. What the hell have I done.