Chapter 4
As I walked home, I replayed tonight's events in my mind. One of my best friends had a psychotic break and the other felt alone and miserable. Have I been so absorbed in my relationship with Miguel that I neglected my friends? Why didn't one of them check me, or did they already try?
Ava is one of best friends and loyal as fuck; I had to find a way to rectify the situation. I crouched between two cars and pulled down my pants. Hopefully no one recorded me pee in the street, but I had to do what I had to do. I decided the only way I could think to resolve the situation was by telling Ava that I wouldn't move in with Miguel. It seemed fair enough. I need to be a better friend. Maybe Ava would help me track down Sade.
Coming into the building, I could barely contain myself. I wanted to charge into Ava's room and apologize. That was until I walked into the house. Ava's bed was knocking against the wall so hard, I thought the hallway mirrors would fall off the wall. I was proud of my girl. She was definitely taking it like a champ. But thinking about the situation made me suspicious. What if Ava staged the whole fight, just to get some alone time with her new bae. I became instantly angry again, but I pushed those thoughts aside along with the idea of busting into her room and introducing myself to New Bae... maybe even join in. But reason outweighed my impulses. AVA'll introduce me when she's ready.
Instead, I put on my silk robe and headed straight to the kitchen for saltine crackers and a pickle. I decided to text Miguel and ask him to come over. Yup, I know I'm aware of the contradiction, but moving in and sex are two totally different things. Anyways, I didn't get a reply. I don't blame him, it was well past 3 AM. He's normally out of my house at 11pm and asleep by 12am.
I walked back to my room door with a heavy heart. I was dead set on trying to get Miguel to come over. If a text didn't work, maybe a call would. As soon as I pressed send Ava's moans stopped and a vibrating sound went off in Ava's room. That was so weird. I pressed the red button. I had to check my phone to make sure I was dialing the right number. This time I was sure that I was. Again, I heard the vibration sound went off in Ava's room. What the fuck was happening?
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