Exchange (Sequel)

°Chapter 11

"Lamia I lied," Elia said on the phone. "I'm scared I honestly don't know what the outcome would be."

She's afraid to tell Armin what had happened between her and Devin. She'd never seen him made and that was the scary part. Elia did not know how he would we react to anything.

"You got this. Just call Ty in case he have to come over there and beat a nigga."

"Yeah! Little ole' Tyler can handle big ole' Armin."

"Girl don't do my baby."

"Yeah don't do her baby," Tyler said in the background.

"Sorry Ty. Alright I love you girl. I'll call you or text you later."

"Bye bugs."

"Bye beany." Elia ended the call with her very close friend.

She took at deep breathe before she rang Armin doorbell. What if he'd cheated on her their whole relationship? Or he is using her? What if he hits her, can't control his anger and jus lose it all? Those were the million questions running through her head.

"Hey baby," he kissed her as he allowed her to walk through his home.

"Hey Min. How was work?"

She was debating if she wanted to get straight to the point or chill for awhile.

"It was good. Can we go to your place though?"

"Sure, why though?"

"Your house is better that's all." He kissed her temple. "We'll take your car."

"Alright." They headed to her car. Getting in taking the 45 minute drive to her house.

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"Home sweet home," she said as she opened the door to her home.

"Armin we need to talk."

"What you have to tell me some gossip? After we watch this movie baby."

"Sure thing."

"Where's little man though?"

"With Ty them. Now that the season over Ty been taking them kids everywhere."

"I bet."

Both Armin and Elia sat and watched "White Chicks". They laughed and enjoys themselves. Just them two.

"Now what you wanted to tell me baby?"

"Can you promise me you won't get mad?"

"It depends on what it is."

"Well," she trailed off.

"Well? Spit it out Lia."

She pulled her phone out her pocket and looked at it as she spoke. Sort of like a distraction. So, eye contact wouldn't be made.

"You know Devin?"

"Yeah. That basketball player right?"

"Yes," she looked down at her phone. "He kind of performed oral sex on me."

"What the fuck you mean kind of? Either he did or didn't."

"Well he did. I don't know how it happened. It just happened."

"So, it just happened? You mean to tell me you knew that goofy nigga?"

"Yeah we went to college together."

"Is there past history?"

"He's Armani father." She whispered lowly.

"What the hell you say? Speak up."

"He's Armani father." She said on the verge of crying tears.

"Wow bitch you got me playing daddy while you fucking the daddy? Damn I should've never did this relationship thing with yo ass."

"What you mean playing daddy? There was never no playing daddy. Armani only had a mother. If any you were playing "mommy friend"

And bitch? I'm far from it. Any nigga that's calling a girl a bitch, is the bitch himself."

He grabbed her phone and threw it at the wall.

"Watch yo mouth." He pinned her against the wall. He stared at her before slapping her.

Elia completely lost it. She ran to her kitchen and grabbed a knife.

"Get the fuck out of my house before I kill you. Don't talk to me ever again. We're over bitch."

Armin walked out her home. "I got a girl anyways. You was a side bitch. And, got two kids with her. Elia you were never my primary you were only my temp."

He walked off. She closed the door and giggled as she realized he probably would have to walk.

Elia walked into her bathroom as she looked at her lip. It was getting big and was busted because of the slap. She just couldn't cope with the fact that he had hit her.

Elia walked down the steps and picked up her phone. The screen had cracked inside and out.

She thought about all the questions she thought earlier. Now, the only question has is...... Why?