-MACELLA BROWN
I wake up and my head hurts like hell. My hands are tired up and so are my legs, I look up and scan my surroundings and Yanga is sitting in the corner while Aya is still on the bed. How the hell did this day get so messed up? If Yanga hadn’t gotten with this girl then we wouldn’t be in this situation to begin with. She turns around and looks at me then she smiles
“You’re awake. How are you?”
She asks me and I don’t respond, she marches over to me
“I asked you how you are Macella. It's rude to not answer people that care about you”
She reprimand’s cupping my cheeks painfully
“I’m fine”
I say and then she lets go
“There's people that will be looking for us, there's security outside. Stop this nonsense and let us free”
She looks at me and she laughs
“Oh Macella, nobody needs to look for you if they think you passed out. It's a party down there and you guys have been drinking so you are probably passed out”
She says and then walks away from me to Aya and then runs her hand on her cheek
“She’s really pretty”
She says confusing me, I wish I understood what the hell was going on here right now because by the looks of things this woman is coo-koo.
“What is it about her Macella?”
She asks and I frown confused
“She’s my sister”
I say and she slaps Aya I almost feel that slap on my face, I cringe
“WRONG! She’s nothing to you. Why would you listen to her? Why would you let her get between us?”
She yells at me, I don’t respond. I look at Aya with apologetic eyes and she nods
“You allowed her to come between us! I was saving you from him Macella”
She says, I’m stunned that this logic makes sense in her crazy little brain
“I’m sorry”
I say and she whispers
“She’s not sorry”
“But she’s apologising. She’s being sincere”
She talks to herself and keeps turning to the other side to respond to herself
“Tiara please listen to me, Aya never did anything wrong here, you and Yanga did. Yanga cheated on me with you”
She gets off the bed and shakes her head
“I did that to save you from him. He was never going to love you the way you deserve. You let him play you, I was only trying to help you”
She says in a pleading tone and walks over to me, she crouches in front of me and then tucks her behind my ear
“Are you hearing yourself?”
I ask her and then she slaps me so hard across my face and then she moves back and sits on her ass
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to slap you. I’m so stupid”
She says apologetically. Maybe if I had studied psychology I’d be able to make sense of her behaviour right now because it's confusing me to the core. She places her hand on my cheek and leans in closer
“I’m sorry. You forgive me right?”
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-MISOKUHLE BESS
“Hey”
I’m dragged out of my thoughts by Yolanda touching my shoulder
“hey babe”
I say turning to her and planting a kiss on her lips
“What's up?”
I ask her and she yawns
“I’m a little tired”
She says looking ever so adorable, I wrap my arm around her neck and then pull to me and kiss her forehead
“Will you be able to sleep through this noise?”
I ask her and she shrugs
“I can just request an uber home, it's ok babe”
She says and I shake my head no
“Hey”
Someone says and we turn, it's Mercy’s new love interest
“Hi”
We say to him
“I’m looking for Macella, I think I’m going to head out now and I don’t want to leave without telling her”
I nod
“of cause that would be rude. Did you try calling her?”
I ask him and he nods
“It rings and goes to voicemail. Any idea where she may be?”
He asks and I shake my head no
“Last I checked she went to put Aya to sleep a..”
The first thought that comes to mind is Yanga and Mercy disappearing to have sex. I let out a sigh
“I’ll tell her you left ok? Please call her in the morning, I think she’s probably passed out with our sister”
He looks at me
“Thank you. Bye”
He says and then he walks away, Buttercup looks at me
“And that?”
I sigh
“I think Mercy and Yanga probably disappeared to have drunk sex, Lord knows what the hell is going on with those two and then there's Aya who is just mad at her fiancé for no reason whatsoever. Please help me shut this party down before neighbours come and complain already”
She nods, I head to the security company outside and ask them to help me shut the party down. It's already around 1am now. They assist me in getting people to leave and soon everyone is gone. I lock the doors and the house is a mess! We’ll have to call a cleaning company tomorrow and make sure that everything is right where is should be.
“May we get some water?”
She says and we head to the kitchen to get her a water bottle
“I need to sober up a little else I’ll have the worst hangover tomorrow morning”
I chuckle
“That’s what happens when you drink Buttercup, you get a hangover and cure it with spicy food or fatty food”
I say placing her on the counter and then standing in front of her between her legs
“Imagine if your parents walked in right now”
She says and we both laugh
“It's a good thing that they are not in town because then it would be embarrassing”
She looks at me
“Not for me, but you. I know how shy you can be and how much you respect my parents”
I say and she nods
“Don’t you respect your parents?”
She asks
“I do all the time”
She nods and gives me a sip of her water, I drink a bit and then she returns the bottle to her lips and drinks
“So you really think Yanga and Mercy are getting it on right now? Brother must really pipe her down”
She jokes and laughs, I shoot her a look
“that is the last thing I want to imagine, please”
She laughs and then places her hand on my cheek, I lean in on her touch
“You pipe me down good and I wanna be piped down”
She challenges, I look around
“Not here!”
She says and I laugh
“Well that’s boring but ok. Lets go to my room”
I say turning around and offering her to get on my back
“Did we lock every door?”
She asks
“Yeah plus there's 24 hour security at the gate, they make their rounds around the yard”
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To Be Continued
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