August
"I know Ayesha personally and she said this girl is a home wrecker."
We were all sitting at the dinner table later in the day. Angela has finally spoken to me since earlier.
"You met Ayesha through me being cool with Steph, you think he ain't talk to me? I got the 'tea' way before anything romantic happen between them."
Angela twisted up her face
"Plus his kids love that girl. She been with them for years and still reaches out to keep a relationship with them. Not to mention, Steph said Anaya is already familiar with Sasha."
"So you sit on the phone with Steph and talk about this bitch?"
"Nah. I ain't even know who she was till you mentioned her chain. Steph and Ayesha gifted her that last Christmas."
"Steph and his wife are still together."
"Till the divorce is finalized. You grasping for straws right now, you have no reason not to like Sasha. This ain't high school, just because your friend doesn't like someone doesn't mean you have to not like them."
I stood up to put my plate in the sink
"Plus Ayesha legally gave her children to Steph, even the one in her belly. I ain't got respect for shit like that. 'The help' was more of a momma than she was."
"So you ain't see how she was looking at you?"
"Dammit Angela."
I raised my voice then left out of her sight
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Sasha
*knock knock*
I stood on the door step of Anaya's house. The door flew open revealing Angela in a small red robe.
"Goodmorn-"
"We won't be needing you anymore."
"Anymore?"
A few seconds later August made his way down the stairs to the door. He was half dressed as well.
"Goodmorning Sasha. I meant to call this morning, I just didn't get the chance."
August eyed Angela
"I'm fired?"
"No. I'll call you when you need to come in."
"I mean no disrespect but I need a solid job. I can't be on call. I'm sorry to have to extend your interview process again but I can't accept this position."
Angela had a smug smile on her face before disappearing upstairs
"You're not on call. Me and Angela are just having some disagreements right now."
"I understand but hopefully you understand as well. Have a good rest of your day."
August
She smiled tightly before walking away from the doorstep.
"Sasha."
I called her back
"Give me a second."
I disappeared into the house for a second before returning to the door. I tossed her a bundle of bills.
"You not on call. Just give me time, this is this weeks pay. Come this weekend to get Anaya ready for the pool party and watch her in the pool till her aunt comes."
She nodded then left to her car.
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Intimate || Imagines & Unfinished Stories
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