I wake up to the sound of 2 loud voices arguing. Male voices booming.
Great. Derek and Nate are at it again. I sigh and go downstairs to the living room, in my tshirt and panties.
They have been fighting for weeks now and I never really understood why. They just one day started to fight, and haven't stopped.
If one breathes the wrong way it's another argument.
"Boys really. It's 5 in the morning." I say.
"Sorry babygirl we didn't mean to wake you." Derek says walking over to me and hugging me.
"I'm tired of you guys fighting all the time now. It never used to be like this. You both need to sit your asses down and you need to talk it out like civilized men. I can't keep living like this. It's not healthy. We all moved in together because we were trying to make a name for ourselves. We all moved to L.A. because we were kids with dreams, and you boys are really shitting on that right now, so I suggest you both figure it out now, and if you don't I will leave and not think twice about it." I say sternly.
"Please don't leave us, Vea." Nate says.
"I won't if you two stop acting like kids and talk this out. Why are you always arguing anyways? It's like one day you guys argued about something huge then it got worse from there. If one of you breathes wrong, the other is at your throat."
"We both like this girl, and she likes us too. Thing is she won't choose who she wants." Derek says.
"If you let a girl between your friendship you're the biggest fucking idiots I know. Not even I can get in between the two of you. Drop that bitch and move."
"You're right. We should just drop her. We can always find different girls." Nate says.
"Yeah. Now stop trying to rip each others throats out. I'm going back to bed." I say walking back to my room. I crawl in bed and crash for a few more hours.
-3 hours later-
My alarm goes off causing me to jump out of my skin. I turn it off and crawl out of bed. 8am yay!
I have to go to a photo shoot today.
I jump in the shower, put on my favorite halter top dress with my favorite booties, I put on a light layer of makeup and walk downstairs.
Nate, Derek and some of their friends are here. Shit.
"Hey lil ma, where you goin?" Nate asks.
"Got a photo shoot today." I say grabbing my car keys. I hug the boys then leave.
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