Tu Principe | Prince Royce

The Butt Dial.

That night Geo took me home. I wasn't feeling better, nor like myself. He asked if I wanted him to stay the night. I rejected his offer. I didn't want him to end up sick or whatever so I made sure he went home. In the end, I'm glad he didn't stay because while I was falling asleep my phone rang. It was KC.

"Hey K—" I started staying silent when I heard talking. She was talking to a girl whose voice I didn't recognize.

"She's being such a bitch!" I hear her say.

"I'm sure it's not like that, you're overreacting," the girl said. Well, I'm glad she sounds like she's defending me.

"Did you see the video they posted tonight? Of Royce and her?" "Yes, as did the rest of the world by now," the girl replied.

"I swear, she's fucking her way to the top! Why didn't I think of that?" "Look, I'm really not in the mood, KC. I don't think it's right that you're talking shit about your bestfriend!" "Bestfriend my ass! I don't give a damn. You and I both know he's only going to toot it and boot it. Once he gets tired of her slutty ass, he's moving on to something better," she said in a confident tone.

"Oh wow. I bet you know what that's like. Does that happen to you a lot? Is that why you are saying this? From experience," the girl questions annoyed, adding the sarcasm.

"Whose side are you on here?"

"Right about now, I'm on her side. I've only met her once, but I'm sure she doesn't go around talking behind your back."

Wow, this is interesting. I trusted this girl with everything. Sure we've had our ups and downs, but I had no idea she had this much hatred toward me. Although, she sounds tipsy, I can't believe what I've heard. Besides, that's not an excuse!

"Now, that I'm opening up to you, might as well tell you that I hate her with a passion. That good girl shit, is a total fucking act! She always gets what she wants, it should be me. It won't last that long," she said, laughing. I just decided to hang up. I think I heard enough for one night. Good to know. I will definitely keep all of that in mind. Whatever, fuck that. I'm going back to sleep.

In the morning, there was a knocking at my front door. I got up to see who it was. Should've guessed, it was KC. "How'd I end up on your doorstep," she rudely asked. "Hell if I know. I'd appreciate if you left though." "Quit being a bitch! Let me in. I have a huge headache!" "Since I'm a bitch, I'm not letting you in, go home, KC!" "What did I tell you? That guy has changed you." "No, KC. You're the one who has changed." I said losing my cool. "Woah. What in the world crawled up your ass?" "I've recently discovered enough to know you're nothing but a fake person. Don't try denying anything because I heard you talking to someone yesterday! Talking about how much you hate me, this and that. Thanks for the butt dial, fucktard!" I snapped. KC laughed, "Nicole, wake up and smell the coffee. We both know it's never going to work out. He doesn't love you. I'm trying to look out for you." "You shouldn't even be talking!  You should be ashamed! You could've simply grown the balls and told me to my face. You're pathetic. I went there, now, get the hell out." KC looked at me shocked, while taking a step back. "I'm going to enjoy laughing at your dumb ass when you end up screwed over and flat on your ass like always!"

"Thanks. I appreciate the support." I said, making sure she heard that sarcasm.  I slammed the door in her face and locked it. She had the nerve to stay out there, knocking for me to let her in. Maybe for another 15 minutes or so. Some nerve though, right? I wasn't feeling good, once again, so, I went back to bed. I was frustrated trying to clear my thoughts. I guess I finally fell back asleep because when I woke up it was late noon. Plus, I had some missed calls from Geoffrey. I called back to see what was up. He wanted to come spend the rest of the day with me. I guess to take care of me or whatever. Truthfully, I didn't want him around. I wanted to be alone because I didn't want to take out my anger on him.