Have We Met? (Remington Leith)

Fallen

I rang the door bell and we waited for Fallen to answer the door. "You really didn't have to come with me," I said.

"I wanted to, I want to know what the woman who turned away from you looks like," she said and I laughed.

The door opened and Fallen looked at me with bored eyes, "what do you want," she mumbled harshly.

"My stuff," I said and she scoffed, opening the door the rest of the way. I walked in and stood awkwardly in the living room, looking around the place.

"I see you brought the hoe with you," she mumbled.

"Nice to meet you as well, bitch," Ronnie replied in the sweetest way possible, and I held back a laugh.

Fallen let out a hurt sound and I turned to look at the two. "How dare you call me such a name in my own house," Fallen said, sounding genuinely shocked.

"Oh, I thought we were just calling each other by our nicknames. I didn't mean to offend you," Ronnie said, sounding almost genuinely apologetic.

"Oh, that's cute," Fallen said, leading us to the bedroom we had shared. "I didn't touch your stuff as I thought we would be getting back together, but seeing as you brought her with you, I guess not. Anyway, take what's yours and get out. And try to be out in thirty minutes, I have to leave then," she said, walking out of the room and nudging Ronnie on her way out.

Ronnie started laughing and I joined her. We then worked together on gathering my stuff. Ronnie was working on packing my clothes up and I decided to carry my two boxes of things out to the car.

Once I put them in the backseat of Ronnie's car and walked back in, only to be stopped by Fallen. "You know a lot of people aren't happy about this, right," she said from her spot on the couch.

"What, me and Ronnie," I questioned.

"Yeah, and me and you. They're saying things about you," she said, finally looking away from her phone to look at me. "Chrissa Adams is getting into it as well," she said.

"Oh god," I mumbled.

"Look, I know that the night we were done for good that I got a little pissy over Ronnie, but we both wanted it to end deep down. I obviously don't get along well with Ronnie either, but she and I both have a common enemy. That enemy being Chrissa," she started and I listened to her closely. "If you guys need any help defending yourselves against Chrissa, I will help. And I don't want us to have a pure hate relationship. I want to be able to hangout with you guys without there being any tension."

I nodded, "I understand. Our relationship was kind of built off of a need that was not set on each other. I needed Ronnie," I said and Fallen nodded, something in her eyes that made me want to ask questions.

"I also think I might be gay," she said and I raised my eyebrow. "Like, gay for someone, not just in general," she added. "Oh, fucking hell, I don't know."

I chuckled, "so you like a girl, basically," I said and she nodded. "Who, do I know her," I questioned, watching Ronnie appear in the doorway with a smirk on her face.

"Is she as pretty as you," Ronnie asked, walking the rest of the way into the room.

"Well, it's actually the reason I know Chrissa's starting shit," she said. "It's Chrissa's step sister, Emilee," she said. "And to answer your question, Ronnie, yes she is very pretty. She has what it takes to be a model but Chrissa's mom won't let her do anything big," she explained.

Ronnie pulled a piece of paper out of her back pocket and grabbed a pen off the table before writing something down. She then placed the pen back on the table and handed Fallen the note. "If you two are ever looking to model for something, anything really, give me a call. I'm trying to upgrade from a photography website and do something more," she added.

Fallen took the piece of paper and hugged Ronnie with a large smile on her face. "Thanks Ronnie," she said before releasing her.

"I'll be in the car, your clothes are packed and sitting in the floor," Ronnie said, walking out the door.

"God, she's nothing like people say," Fallen said as both of our eyes lingered on the door.

"No, I mean she might have stole me from you and Chrissa, but before it was only this really bad ex of hers. He's a bit of a stalker as well," I added as we looked back at each other.

"I'm sorry for being such a bitch," she said. "I can see why you want her," she added, smiling down at the paper again. "She's very nice, I don't see how she broke Chrissa's nose," she then wondered aloud.

I laughed at that, but didn't say anything. I walked into the bedroom and grabbed the box before walking out to Ronnie's car. I put the box in the back before getting in the front passenger side seat and putting my seatbelt on.

"So, she's not as bad I thought," she said before driving off.

"Like we were talking about, we weren't looking for each other," I said. "We put ourselves together and we fought because it was like puting a puzzle piece in the wrong place."

"That sounded like something I would here come out of your brothers mouth," she said and I laughed.

"What can I say, I hang out with him to much," I replied.

Whew, I'm do e with this chapter. Surprise surprise, Fallen's not a complete bitch! So, ready for some juicy Chrissa drama? I know I am!!! Also, read my new book, I Tried To Die - Drew. I'm obsessed with working on it. Love you, tribe<3 <3 <3!!!