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Finally wrapping up all the finishing touches on my files. I checked my phone. Still no word from Rahim, but I had 20 texts from Terrance and 10 missed calls.
I knew what it was about, so I didn't dare to return his call. I didn't feel like getting the 3rd degree, I'd prolong the process for as long as I could.
I didn't want to call Tiffany, lord knows she'd probably only make matters worse.
I decided to text Fiona. I know we weren't long term friends, but I felt I could confide in her, without judgement.
Of course I'd leave out the part, where I had sex with her brother. That would end the whole no judgement avoidance.
Sending her a quick text, I asked if I could come over, for a little R&R.
I was surprised when she texted back, almost immediately.
I texted back telling her to send me her address, and that I was coming straight there.
I desperately wanted to wash today off of me, but I couldn't risk Terrance being home.
Putting in her address, she was only 14 minutes away. Thank God, I didn't know if I had it in me to drive any further.
I was mentally and physically exhausted. I wish I could just erase today and go home.
This was reality though, no redos, or fast forwarding. I made my bed and eventually I'd have to lay in it.
I turned on Summer walkers new album and let her lyrics consume me as I made the drive to Fiona's.
I ain't takin' your shit today, no I ain't takin' your shit tomorrow, no We can do it my way, so I ain't stickin', no No, I ain't stickin' 'round no more
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I pulled into her driveway, taking my key out the ignition.
Grabbing my purse I exited my car, before hitting the lock button on my key fob.
Walking up to her front door, I rung the doorbell and waited for her to let me in.
A few moments afterwards, she opened the door with the biggest grin.
