Love Lies (Unedited)

"She's a bitch all the time"

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  Even though I have been to his apartment before, it still shocked me when I walked into the building's lobby. It had beautiful gold and white accents everywhere, the marble floor was so glossy and clean.

    I walked over to the receptionist to ask what floor he lived on because I forgot. Her eyes examined my outfit, and just by her expression I could tell she didn't want me here. She focused back on the computer she was typing on.

  I was wearing some black leggings and an oversized gray sweatshirt. My outfit was comfortable. And I had been in heels all day, so I just wanted to relax. And I brought my favorite knock-off coach bag that I had bought from a lady off Facebook.

    "How may I help you!" she said in a fake, happy tone. Lord Jesus, her voice is annoying. She was looking at the computer screen and her manicured nails typed loudly against the keyboard.

    "Yes," I said nicely, "Can you tell me which floor Harrison Price lives on?"

    She looked up from a screen with a confused look, "Mr. Price doesn't like having visitors."

  What? My mouth opened slightly as I took in what she just said.

  Before I could say anything she spoke again, "Honey you're drooling." I closed my mouth and wiped my hand across my face.

  She gave me a smirk and focused back on the screen, "You should leave."

  "No," I said, crossing my arms across my chest. My boobs have been hurting, so I put my hands back to the sides of my body.

She looked up at me, "What did you say?"

"I said no," I said back sternly, "Do I need to spell it out like I do to my first graders?" Her mouth fell open. She looked like she was about to jump over the desk and beat the shit out of me.

  The elevator dinged, breaking the deathly stares this girl was giving me, and Harrison walked out smoothly. My eyes followed him as he made his way over to me. He was wearing a dark gray sweater and light washed jeans.

  "Luce," he said to me before looking over to the receptionist staring at me, "Oh hey Corie! You're drooling." Her mouth closed and she glared at me.

  "Bye Corie," I said in a very fake tone, "Thanks so much for your help." Harrison put his hand on the small of my back and we walked over to the elevators.

    When we got in he pressed the button for the eighth floor and stood back beside me.

    "She's a bitch," I muttered. He looked at me puzzled. "The receptionist," I clarified.

    "Oh," he said before looking straight ahead, "Yeah she can get a little bitchy at times."

    I looked back at him, "At times? No, she's a bitch all the time and I've only met her once!" He gave me a laugh before the silver elevator door opened to the eighth floor.  We walked down the long hallway before we made it to his apartment door.

    He twisted the door knob and I followed him into his home. It looked the same as last time, expensive and bland. I strolled behind him into the kitchen, where it looked like he was cooking.

    "You cook?" i asked him sitting down on the barstool while he went to the stove.

    "Yes," he said, stirring something, "Well whenever I have food and time."

    I smiled, "That's cool," I laid my head down on my arms.

  I watched as he grabbed the oven mitts and pulled out something that looked like garlic bread. He then went over to the dark kitchen cabinet and pulled out two white plates. I gazed at him as he started placing the noodles and red sauce onto the plates.

    "Here you go," he said, placing the plate of spaghetti in front of my face.  I lifted my head up and looked at the food.

  "Did you poison it?" I questioned as he made his own plate. He stopped what he was doing and looked over at me, "What just making sure I won't die tonight."

   Harrison continued making his plate, mumbling something under his breath that I couldn't catch.

  I twisted some pasta onto the fork and placed it into my mouth. My eyes closed and I let out a quiet moan as the flavors of tomato and basil invaded my mouth.

  "This is good," I said out, swallowing my food. Harrsion flashed me a smile and was standing against the counter.

  "I'm glad you like it," he said, eating his own food, "Now that I have you eating, what did you need to talk about?"

   I looked up with my mouth full of pasta and sat my fork down. My hand went up as fastened the pace I chewed my food up at.

  Taking one last swallow, I looked at him nervously, "I was given these pictures." I grabbed the envelope out of my purse, "Just look at them please."

  He hesitantly took the orange envelope from me and slowly opened it. I watched him as he looked at the pictures, gradually flipping through them.

  "Holy shit," he said. He was looking at the last picture. The picture of him and the woman naked.

  "Did you call the police?" He asked, looking up to my eyes.

   I nodded, " Yeah I did." Harrison looked back at the pictures and then to me.

  "I can explain," he said, showing me the photo of him. I put my hand up to stop him from speaking. I wasn't mad that he had sex with another woman. We aren't together so I don't have the right to be pissed.

"You don't have to. I can't stop you from having sex or dating just because I'm having your baby," I said. I took a bite out of my food as he sat the photos down onto the counter.

"Who is that?" I asked, pointing to the picture.

"I thought you said you didn't care," he crossed his arms.

  "I don't care. I'm just curious to know who the lucky lady is,"  I stared at his blue eyes and watched the gears work in his brain. I could tell he was contemplating whether or not he should tell me.

  "Fine," I said, mocking his stance while still sitting.

  "Corie," he finally said.

  "Oh," was all I spit out.

   Corie! Out of all the people he could have had sex with he chose that bitch. I just wanted to grab her blonde hair and just rip it out!

  Harrison continued eating his food and I sat there silent. I placed my fork on top of my plate because I lost my appetite even thinking about them two having sex.

"I'm going to go home," I said, getting his attention, "I'll text you when my next appointment for the baby is."

  His face dropped, but he nodded and didn't say anything. I got off of the stool and grabbed my purse and the envelope he left sitting on the counter.

I made it to my car as quickly as I could and left.

A/N
Hey guys!! Stay safe and stay at home so you don't get sick!
It's been awhile since I've updated but I'm recovering from surgery, so I haven't had the time or opportunity to write.
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