Chapter 2

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My phone started ringing. it was Vic.

"Hey shouldnt we invite Maria and becky"

"Yeah! Ill just call them. Plus I bet they want to hear all about the divorce"

"Oh yea theyll be hearing an earful of divorce shit"

"Go get ready now Vic since you take like forever"

"Bye" she said, before hanging up.

Vic was a carefree person so the divorce is a light topic for her. I mean it wasnt when it was decided but now she could bullshit about it all day long and show no emotion.

I texted Maria and Becky to come

over to Vics so that we could leave together.

*ding dong*

"Abby open up its me" I heard Becky yell.

"Coming" I said as I unbolted the door.

"Hey Becks"

"Uh Abby im pretty sure this" she said, as her eyes moved down and up my body "is not what you call getting dressed. I mean no one can tell that youre an A list model"

Oh yeah oops I didn't make my hair, do my makeup, wear my heels blah blah blah.

"Shit"

"Dont worry hon Ill work my magic on your...um...face whatever that i

I playfully punched her arm.

"Bitch" she mumbled.

*

"There, now you look like a model!"

"Yeah I better otherwise ill be dancing alone tonight"

"You'll be dancing alone with or without the makeup"

"Youre such a bitch, god!"

"Shut up"

*ding dong*

"Hon hon hon its lopez here biatch" maria slurred.

The hell. That bitch better not already be drunk.

I opened the door only to have Maria collapse into my arms.

"Mari what the hell when I made the club plan I meant get drunk at the

club not here!" I yelled, just as Vic entered.

"What the...Maria annabelle lopez why would you...ughh" she groaned.

I dragged Maria in and tossed her on the coach. Yes im aware of the fact that im a bitch of a friend.

"Beeeeekkkeeee" maria slurred.

"Bitch no" Becky replied, sticking her index finger up and placing her free hand on her hips.

"Guyssss I feeeeel weeeyuuuurdddd"

"Maria god damn it we're dropping you home" Vic said, grimacing at the sight of Maria

"Nooooooo" she yelled.

"Ugh fine but I swear if you puke in

my car I will rip your throat apart" Vic warned.

Maria nodded, as she rolled off the couch onto my cream coloured carpet.

I grabbed her by her ankles and dragged her across the room towards the door.

"Come on" I yelled at the others.

"Uh huh" Becky nodded, staring wide-eyed at an unconscious Maria being dragged out by me .

I dragged her out into the elevator, Becky and Vic following us.

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