October 4, 2017
Miami, Florida
6:o3 PM
Summer Boissiere:
It was silent as Bey and I were in the car, on the way to see Franklin. The silence was.. uncomfortably comfortable. It was a comfortable silence, but that's what made it uncomfortable. Things shouldn't be comfortable between us right now... I need to speak up.
"Bey-"
"You lied." She cut me off.
"What?" I asked, kinda thrown off guard.
"You lied to me..." she trailed.
"No I didn't.. I-I told you everything we were up to, I couldn't have lied." I stuttered, beginning to mentally scroll through these past events, nodding afterward, I'm almost sure I haven't missed anything.
"No.. no fuck that. It's not even that. Stop the car."
"Why?"
"'Cuz I'm 'bout to beat ya ass."
"Whoa wait.. for what exactly?" I asked, almost swerving the car. Um, I know I deserve my ass beat, but after watching what the fuck she did to Chris, I'm good on that one mate.
"Pull over the fucking car Summer!!!" She yelled, immediately making my black ass pull over. She got up out the car and I sighed, leaning to the side to put the car in park. Not even 2 seconds after I did, I was being dragged out the car by my hair.
"Bey what the fuck!?" I yelled, getting pent up against the car. This nigga damn near broke my neck! Her face got extremely close to mine and she just stared at me, I saw so much hatred was in her eyes, I could tell that shit came from deep within her soul. I think I accidentally just unleashed the Satan within her..
"So.. all this fucking time, you knew." She started.
"Knew what?" I asked, only to be pulled off the car and pushed right back up on it with more force, made me bite my damn tongue.
"Ow-"
"Shut the fuck up, I'm talking now. You finna listen to everything I gotta fuckin say bitch." She gritted. I nodded, slightly making a face from the word choice and the taste of metallic liquid in my mouth. Guess my tongue is bleeding huh?
"How long have you been in on this stupid ass plan?"
I swallowed. "Since.. since a while before the engagement party.."
"So you fuckin' knew what he did to me that night.." I literally watched Bey's eyes gradually become darker before realizing I was finna die if my ass ain't speak up.
"H-he didn't tell me he would do all of that.. I-I didn't even know he was gonna drug me too, I thought he was just gonna drug August so he couldn't intervene, probably give your ass a Molly to pop or something then just bring you in the room so he could jack off to your body or some shit... He even said he was counting on me to calm him down if he went too overboard Bey, I promise I didn't know... " I began crying once I realize how fucķed up I am, and how fucķed the situation was.
"Bitch are you fucking stupid!? You know he's batshit crazy, why would you even believe that!? You're supposed to be my fucking best friend and you've betrayed me in some of the worst ways possible! You let him rape me and you knew you fucķed me too bitch! And you have the nerve to still fuck with him!"
"I didn't for a while!"
"For a fucking while, yeah okay."
"He will tell you I rocked his shit, swear this nigga couldn't function for at least 2 months because of-"
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