Erica Pov
Hollywood, California
1:43am
"Look at you! Come home spelling like perfume, all late and shyt!" She shouted at me. "Since when do you feel the need to stay out ni-
"Tha same reason you feel the need spread yo legs for a pay check!"
My remark stung her a bit ..
She looked at me as if she had nothing to say. I couldn't believe she tried to blame everything on me. Now that she's back, my suspicious of her, have grew more than before.
"What!?" She asked. "You buggin bout-
"Awe please!" I waved her off. "Don't hit me that bullshyt."
"Erica I don't even know what you talking about." She objected.
"Oh really? Does tha name MARCUS cross yo mind!" I raised my voice at her.
"Erica he was just a fr-
"I don't give a damm!" I yelled.
"You out here acting as if you single, attending red carpets, invitations to world premiere yall a damm couple! You fucking him!?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why the hell did he have his hand all on you huh!? Rubbing yo thighs and shyt!?"
She closed her mouth, echoing no words out of her mouth. She stood there, without no sudden movement. I ranted some more when she did was stare at her feet.
"ANSWER ME!" I barked.
"What could you poss-
Her phone rung, causing us both of us to stop in mid-sentence. She looked everywhere but my eyes. Quickly grabbing her phone, she answered the call and began to intruded in the new found conversation. I stood there, puzzled.
Did She ..?
Then gone-?
"Uh hello!" I shouted.
She lifted her index-finger up, issuing me a "hold on." I looked at her as if she was more than crazy.
"Yeah uh hun, I could do that" she spoke.
"How does Monday morning sou-
I snatched her phone from her and flung it across the room. It instantly broke into pieces.
Nikki stared at me with a unreadable expression on her face. I frankly didn't give of fuck bout her funky ass attitude.
"Are you're kidding me right now!?" She screamed.
"Was that him?" I said softly.
"What! Erica you real life bei-
"Was that him!"
"And if it was?" She retorted.
She placed one of her hands on her hip, rotating her neck, then facing me. I stared at her with pure hatred.
Tha fuck she mean if it was?
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Fallen Lights
ChickLit{Discontinued.} "Life have has many traits and just because you up, doesn't mean you can't crumble down." Erica Mena, a wild-card figure with many skeletons hidden in her closet. She's known to keep things at ease and always shine on Top. Nowadays...
