'You can't keep things hidden forever, they eventually come to the light'

"And Draya, Dollicia ... The rest of them?" Drake asked as his back was turned to her. Tae sat quiet again unsure of what he was really asking, what he really wanted to know that she hadn't already confessed about. "They were a 'at that moment' thing. That may sound bad, but yeah..." She said shrugging as he voice trailed off. Drake could tell she wanted to say more but he didn't force it. Tae sighed picking up on his silence and spoke again. "Some of them I dated before you got to them, some of them you dated before I got to them, some of them fucked with me while they fucked with you and vise versa." He turned around, she could feel Drake burning a hole in the side of her face. "You took this position KNOWING that we shared the same past... The same women... a lot of the same women, and you said nothing!? Why!? You didn't think that was something you should of mentioned to me!?... oh by the way Aubrey, you and I fucked with the same women!? I couldn't get that!? Are you trying to make them jealous!? You using me for a specific purpose?!..... Get back at them?!... You don't think this is information that I should of known Lashauntae!" Drake's voice grew dark it went deep as he demanded a answer. His many antagonizing malicious filled questions, he cross examined her, with a smug frown yet he wasn't allowing her the opportunity to answer him back, he was so angry assuming her was being used for something like all women eventually used him for.

In a world where life Imitates art.

The tension between the two women had finally begun to boil over. The water between the two of them was always boiling, but now the contents were spewing and cascading over the sides of the pot. Putting two strong minded women, with strong opinions on what they wanted, how they wanted it, when and where they wanted it in the same room could go good or bad and in this case it was getting darker and darker. This time being the links they shared with the same man. "If I wanted that style I would of asked for it, but thank you for your efforts! They don't go unnoticed." Rihanna said with grin. She turned and lifted her shoulder as to wave Tae off. Tae bit her bottom lip and silently counted to five doing her best to not pull whatever hair piece Rihanna had attached to her head and drag her down the hall. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath slowly, released it, and walked around the front of the table, she placed the image of the style Rihanna had originally shunned off back in front of her then pushed the others images she was looking at off to the side. "My efforts never go unnoticed here. Thank You. But this is the style we're going with. You're more than welcome to not participate, you wasn't our first choice to begin with." Tae said with the same matching grin Rihanna gave her just minutes ago. "Is that supposed to bother me? Was that supposed to be an insult?" Rihanna asked pressing her palms to the table and leaning in closer to Tae's face. Both women sat quietly, mentally trying to back the other into a corner. Tae's already slanted eyes seemed to completely close, while Rihanna's green eyes grew deeper in color. Tae smiled again and stood up straight, she smoothed the front of her flawless white shirt down and picked up the sample photos Rihanna had been looking at. "Not at all." Tae said with a smile. "Just remember, there's always someone bigger, badder, and better than you... and that's in... all aspects of life."

Three years after their breakup, Aubrey and Raven are focused on raising their son... separately. With both of their careers at their heights, things couldn't be better, but when new people enter their lives, they find themselves facing a harsh reality. Are they really over each other? Confessions are made, mistakes will happen, and a drunken night leads to something that will change the lives of everyone around them.

Monachopsis n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach. -lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat, in which you'd be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home.

This is book 2 to possessive the first book. If you haven't already read the first possessive then go look for it on my page. If you did already read it I hope your ready for some more craziness. Copyright © 2016 Msfanfictional January 14th, 2016

Possessive: demanding someone's total attention and love Synonyms: over protective , controlling, dominating , jealous , and clingy At first he was sweet then he turned into this evil person..... Copyright © 2015 Msfanfictional September 11th, 2015

mis·con·cep·tion ˌmiskənˈsepSH(ə)n/ noun a view or opinion that is incorrect because it is based on faulty thinking or understanding.