TNT

33 1 5
                                        

Tell me what you see in me?
Gotta be, something different
You must be made for me, patience is everything
In and out, in and out, in and out
Arguing, trifling, difficult, maybe more
I don't know, know, why you love me?-Summer Walker

India turned beet red as she stared at Kiah on my couch, fists clasped together so hard I could see white lining the edges of her knuckles. I gripped the edge of the kitchen sink wishing I was invisible. She turned to me and I noticed this look was different from the one before, not anger masked well with cold indifference. This was rage in it's purest form.

"Did she ever tell you her little plan? The one that involved stealing you right from under me? Why did I ever think you wouldn't be stupid enough to play right into her hands? For years I've been looking for you in other girls not realizing you fuckin left! You can't resist temptation, hell you can't even be honest about the fact that you're a cheater and you brought this on yourself! You're not any better than I am, you're worse. You are what you've always been, an indecisive, self righteous bitch with an inflated sense of self importance and a complete inability to accept blame for the shit you do."

"Daaamn, we all that but the crazy thing is, you loved us both. You're about to end everything and you still love us both." Kiah paused as she pulled up a barstool next to the kitchen sink. "I did wanna hurt you at first but I really like Sam now. I knew the night I saw her at the club I would like her before all of this, before I even knew who she was. I didn't know I would fall for her but we have so much in common and she reminds me of you. You keep going back and forth about who's worse when the truth is we're all the same. We've each had split feelings for each other. We all have them right now even though we all fucked up. It's time to stop fighting. None of us are stupid. All of us wanna be faithful, we just each fell for two people."

India took a breath in and headed toward the door. I followed behind her quickly. "Please don't leave", my voice cracked slightly as I pleaded. India turned to face me but her hand still clutched the doorknob. "I need time to think Mara. At least give me that." Hope welled up in my chest overlaying the anger and sadness I felt toward the thought of losing her. "I love you India." She opened the door before slowly turning back. "I love you too."

India closed the door behind her as Kiah walked up behind me. "Sam please let me explain, I know you probably regret-"
I put my finger over her lips. "I should've been more transparent with India but I don't regret anything with you. I'm falling in love with you Key." I took my finger off her lips, wrapping my arms around her waist to pull her in for a kiss-or seven.

The door creaked as Jordan and Kareem walked in. Jordan scanned the room laughing. "What in the Gays of Our Lives is going on here Sam?" She laughed a little bit harder before saying "if y'all gone have a orgy please stay off the throw pillows them hoes hella expensive!" What are you talk-" I realized Danielle and Ivy were almost silent since Ivy walked in. I looked over to see them making out passionately on the couch, actively ignoring the world around them.

"Well I guess they worked everything out" I said giggling. "Jordan we might take you up on that lil suggestion" Kiah said half-jokingly, tilting her head to the side as Ivy leaned over Danielle, practically on top of her. "I'm still trynna wrap my head around yo lil threesomelationship idea now you gone start a cult of sisterwives?" I pulled my hands by my sides feigning hurt. Kiah pulled me closer, bringing my arms back around her waist. I'm just kidding babylove. I'm happy here."

"I hate to break up y'all lil love fest but uhh, can we smoke?" Kareem took the blunt off his ear looking around as he showed off his extremely loud weed. "Yes please!" I clapped and bounced over to the couch, ready to stop overthinking and unwind for the day. Okay but what we watching? Please don't put on anything corny love I hate sitcoms" Ivy picked up the half smoked blunt lying in the ash tray on the coffee table. "Oh so they're alive and they speak!" We all laughed a little bit as we sparked up. Everyone's so happy in this moment, so calm. I wonder how long that's gonna last.

TriangleWhere stories live. Discover now