***LELE'S POV***
I was in a deep sleep, dreaming about delivering a set of quintuplets, when the sound of a phone ringing woke me up. I felt the bed dip, so i looked up and saw Ej digging through his pockets for his phone. I didn't feel like watching so i just closed my eyes again.
"What" i heard him say, with an attitude. I couldn't make out what the person was saying but i could it wasn't good news. "Fuck you mean, we're all out ?" he yelled. "So we have nothing left ?" he listened for a reply. "FUCK RASHAD!" he cursed. "No, i'm not about to let those fuck niggas take everything i worked my ass off for ! Nah, fuck that. Look, i'm on my way. Keep shit in order until i get there"
He hung up the phone, sighing deeply. I could hear him shuffling around so i assumed he was putting on clothes.
"Lee ?" he said softly, sitting down beside me on the bed.
"Hmm ?" i mumbled, sleepily, barely opening my eyes.
"I gotta go handle some business ma, I don't know when i'll be back. I'll call you later on tonight, okay ?" he said, moving my hair out of my face.
"Okay" i said, half asleep.
"Alright. I'll call you" he leaned down and kissed my forehead.
"Bye" i mumbled, trying to stifle a yawn. He left out and as soon as i heard the front door shut, i closed my eyes and drifted back into a deep sleep.
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I woke up a few hours later and got out of bed. I was sore as hell from last night so i was walking with a slight limp. Great. Now everybody would know i got fucked last night.
Sighing, i walking into the bathroom and started the shower. Against my better judgement, i looked in the mirror and almost screamed. My twent six inch brazilian weave was fuuuucked up. I had completely sweated out my edges and pieces of my hair was sticking up all over the place. "Jesus fix it" i mumbled, looking at my hurt edges. "guess i'll just have to wash this"
I got in the shower and let myself be immersed in the steaming hot water. The steam from the shower helped relax my aching muscles. As i stood in the water, i couldn't help but think about last night. I know what i did was wrong to chris and i should've regretted it but for some reason, i didn't.
What happened last night wasn't a mistake. I knew what i was doing and i wanted it just as much as he did. Ej was right. I still had feelings for him. I thought my feelings for Chris would overshadow everything i felt for Ej but it obviously didn't. I liked Chris. He was good for me. But he wasn't what i wanted. After last night, there was no way i would ever feel the same about Chris again.
I washed my body good and then shampood and conditioned my hair. After i was finished, i got out the shower and wrapped my hair and body in a towel.
After blowdrying my hair straight, i started cleaning up around the house. I don't know how it happened but my living room was a damn mess. There were clothes and pillows strewn all over the place.
Sighing, i started picking everything up and putting it in it's proper place. I bent down to pick up a pillow when i saw my phone lying beside the couch. I had twelve missed calls from Chris and two missed calls from Elle. I had no clue what i was going to say to chris so i decided to call Elle back instead.
"Hello ?" she answered.
"Hey stranger" i said in a perky voice.
"Biiiiitch !" she screamed "i miss you"
"Ugh i miss you too bae" i sighed, sitting down on the couch. "Where the hell have you been ?"
She sighed loudly. "Busy. ALOT has happened over the last few weeks." she said.
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Nothing But Trouble (All The Way Home Sequel)
General FictionElle and Ej are back ! It's been three years since Adonis died and both Elle and Ej have finally come to grips with his death. Elle's finally happy with her life. She has a beautiful son named Aj and she's now a successful model/dance teacher. Her l...