Playing With Fire

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WEEKS LATER.

"You work next week?" Cyan asked. Arnell was on break with a couple of her coworkers.

"Yeah, Monday through Friday, but I'm off on Wednesday." Arnell told Cyan. "I have a few doctor appointments." Arnell finally didn't have to wear that dumb arm sling but they wanted to make sure it was healed properly.

"What you doing after, I'm off Wednesday, too." Cyan asked before placing a slice of watermelon into her mouth.

"Not shit." Arnell shrugged. She was honestly just planning on going home and knocking out. She felt as if she hadn't had an actual good sleep in weeks.

"Well, we should do something." Cyan suggested.

"Nuh-uh." Michelle chimed in. "I gotta work on Wednesday."

"What that gotta do with us?" Cyan laughed. Arnell couldn't help but laugh too.

"Y'all hoes really gonna hang out without me?" Michelle pouted.

"Call in." Arnell suggested.

"Girl nah, I gotta make this mula." Michelle said, declining the idea.

"What y'all talking about?" Travis asked walking up to the table. Cyan rolled her eyes at him which made Arnell snicker.

"Hanging out next Wednesday." Cyan replied dryly. She continued to eat her watermelon.

"I'm down." Travis winked while sticking his fingers into Cyan's bowl. She slapped his hand but he still managed to get away with her fruit. He smiled before popping it into his mouth.

"Like your girlfriend would really let you hang with us." Arnell said being petty.

"Nah, she know y'all just the homies." Travis smirked. Cyan smacked her lips and gave him a dirty look which made Travis rethink what he had just said. "I'm just fucking around, we broke up." He said. "You know that."

"Oh, really?" Arnell said with both eyebrows raised.

Cyan shook her head. Her and Travis were on the verge of being a couple, but not really. Travis and his girlfriend were on and off, frequently breaking up, and when they did, Cyan was who he called.

"You having a baby shower?" Cyan asked Arnell changing the subject.

"Probably not." She shook her head. "No one knows I'm pregnant." It's not that she was keeping it a secret, more of she didn't fuck with anyone enough to tell them. It's not like she cared about what anyone thought about her anyway.

"I wanna know how in the hell you hide that big ass belly of yours." Michelle said as she folded her arms. Arnell was so little, she couldn't help but show mad stomach.

"I don't really see my fam that much, and when I do, I wear ... big clothes." Arnell shrugged.

"Damn," Travis laughed. "Finesse."

"Right." Arnell said. "My brother been living with me for a while now and he still has no clue."

"Yo brother a whole dumbass." Travis blurted.