4 Years • jb

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| Justin |

4 Days Later

I groaned rolling over as I heard someone bang hard on my bedroom door. "Go away," I spat.

"Justin, open the door. Dammit it's important." I heard Alfredo yell annoyed. I rolled my eyes again, "Trust and believe me when I say this Fredo, I don't need another speech on how I fücked up, I know."

Trust me, I'll never forget. I don't even know how it happened.. it just did. And like I said before, probably going to say it a thousand more times, I only have myself to blame. I was miserable waking up everyday knowing that I lost the best thing possible in my life and it was all my fault. I just wish I could talk to her and tell her how horribly sorry I was, even though I knew she would never give me the time of day.

"Justin!" He yelled again, "I'm not asking!"

"For fücks sake," I got up, unlocking my door as he barged in with his laptop in his hands. "What do you want man? I'm busy."

"Oh really? With what? Sorry I interrupted you doing— oh that's right, nothing you bum äss man." Thick sarcasm flew out of his mouth, "Look at this," he sat his laptop in front me.

He had a video pulled up on his screen getting ready to press play, "The fück is this?" I asked beyond confused.

"Just watch it pendejo." He slapped the back of my head as he cursed me out in Spanish while pressing play.

The video played and it just so happened to be the security footage from the night in the club when Malaysia was here. "I don't wanna see this shit." I looked away, because I knew what what about to happen. I was about to see Cindy take me to that bathroom.

"Just watch."

My eyes widened, as I sat there shocked. I knew something happened, I knew it. That dumb bïtch drugged me! It was right there on camera, you saw her slip something in my drink before quickly giving it to me. And because I was slightly buzzed, I didn't even know who she was. For all we know, I probably thought that she was Malaysia the whole time until Malaysia busted the damn door down like LAPD and slapped me hard as shit.

That's when it hit me, but even than I was still clueless.

"W—where did you get this?" I curiously asked. "I took my äss down to the club and asked to it. Man I was tired of watching you eat yourself alive over it. I knew how much Malaysia meant to you, and even though you cheated on in her in the past. I was like 110% certain you wouldn't purposely make that mistake again." He told me.

"She'll never believe me though, never." I sighed as a sad feeling hit me realizing that even though I now have this on video proving that I was drugged. Malaysia won't care. She's a grown äss independent woman and most of all extremely stubborn.

You can't tell her nothing, this should be fun.

| Malaysia |

"I miss this we haven't had a girls night in forever." Rikki sighed, "It feels like I'm never around anymore. I missed you guys so much."

I smiled towards her, "We missed you to Ri. Where the hell have you been? I know you work at the office but aside from that. Where?" I asked. As she carelessly shrugged, "Out and about."

"Biitch," Ava added an extreme about of unnecessary emphasis, "Who you been fücking?" 

She chuckled, "Why you say it like that? Make it seem like I'm a hoe." As Ava just playfully rolled her eyes, "Well if the shoe fits girl." Rikki gasped and threw a sofa pillow at her, "I'm not a hoe! I just have needs, I'm sure you know what that's like."