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I heard a knock on the door & I went to let Shawna in. 

 

                     

"I brought you some food."  

 

                     

"Thank you girl"  

 

                     

"Now , spill it."  

 

                     

"Spill what?"  

 

                     

"B*tch don't play fill me in on what Tae been doing to that ass"  

 

                     

We opened the containers our food was in. 

 

                     

"Aww you brought me my favorite, BBQ wings."  

 

                     

"Yes I did. Now tell me"  

 

                     

She took a bite out of her hot wings and waited for me to begin.  

 

                     

"Ok.. Girlllll... We did it in a dressing room"  

 

                     

"Whattttt , the fuuck? Stop fronting."  

 

                     

"B*tch ain't nobody fronting"  

 

                     

"What dressing room ?"  

 

                     

"Victoria's Secret"  

 

                     

"lawwwdd ! When?"  

 

                     

"3 days ago"  

 

                     

"Damn forreal"  

 

                     

"Yes girl"  

 

                     

"How was it?"  

 

                     

"Girlll.. " *I paused , giving us a moment of silence* "Shawna baaayyyy beee that Nigga was amazing!! I came so f***ing hard"  

 

                     

"Wow B*tch , you crazy"  

 

                     

"Crazy??"  

 

                     

"Yes B*tch , crazy. What if somebody heard that sh*t !!?"  

 

                     

"I don't know what I woulda done"  

 

                     

"Details?"  

 

                     

"Bitchh , that Nigga made me watch him finger me."  

 

                     

"How the f***?"  

 

                     

"The dressing room mirror. And my legs were spread out far girl. Like damn I can do the splits now"  

 

                     

"Damn I need that sh*t. You know how long it's been since I had some good GOOD!?"  

 

                     

"4 months."  

 

                     

"5 now hoe"  

 

                     

"What happened to Shakeel?"  

 

                     

"Nothing happened."  

 

                     

"So where he at?"  

 

                     

"Probably working" She looked around. I could tell that she liked him a lot more than she's willing to admit. 

 

                     

"He the last person you had sex with?"  

 

                     

"Yea.."  

 

                     

"Awwww you like himm!!"  

 

                     

" I do not! "  

 

                     

"So you gone lie to your bestfriend?"  

 

                     

"Ok... Maybe I like him.. A tad bit.."  

 

                     

"A tad bit, girl ain't no such thing. Either you like him or you don't"  

 

                     

"Well I do"  

 

                     

"I know, When was the last time you talked to him?"  

 

                     

"Last night."  

 

                     

"Last night?"  

 

                     

"Yea, he called."  

 

                     

"Sooo if y'all still communicate.. Why you aint had sex in 5 months"  

 

                     

"I do not know... Maybe he didn't like it."  

 

                     

"The way you explained it to me it seemed he loved it , just as much as you did."  

 

                     

"I mean it was the best, on my part and on his part."  

 

                     

"So when yall talk, what do y'all talk about?"  

 

                     

"Our day, how busy we've been.."  

 

                     

I cut her off.. "That shits boring"  

 

                     

"What the f*** you want us to talk about? Sex toys?"  

 

                     

"Oh my gawd !!"  

 

                     

"what fool"  

 

                     

"I have the BEST idea"  

 

                     

"What"  

 

                     

"Phone sex." 

 

Chapter Four 

                                             

Shawna's P.O.V  

 

                     

I walked through my front door and threw my keys and phone on my kitchen counter. I opened the fridge and pulled out some apple juice and my salad. I tripped over my 6in red bottom heel. 

 

                     

"Sh*t!"   

 

                     

I yelled in pain as I sat on the couch, grabbed the remote and flipped through channels , munching on my salad. When my phone started ringing I jumped because it scared me. The ringtone I heard let me know it was a call. I limped over to the kitchen, still in a little pain from my stumble. Hoping it was Shakeel , I answered without even looking.*  

 

                     

"Hello?"  

 

                     

"Hey baby.." *my smile faded , noticing that it wasn't Shakeel , but my ex boyfriend... Type of sh*t is that?  

 

                     

"What Marcus"  

 

                     

"What's the problem now, Shawna?"  

 

                     

"Why you calling me?"  

 

                     

"To check up on you , why you trippen?"  

 

                     

"Ain't nobody trippen. And why you calling? To check up? Nigga be forreal. Since when have we checked up on each other..."  

 

                     

"We did it all the time."  

 

                     

"That's when we were together. That's different.. So ima ask you one more time before I hang up. ."  

 

                     

"No, don't hang up."  

 

                     

"Why you calling?"  

 

                     

"I miss you."  

 

                     

"And I hate you. Goodbye."  

 

                     

I hung up the phone and went back to my salad and to my Snapped marathon that was on Oxygen. I soon dosed off and didn't wake up until 11:56pm. I checked my phone and I had 3 missed calls and 2 text messages. I shook my head*  

 

                     

"Motherfuckas only hit me up when im sleep."  

 

                     

I ignored my 2 text messages because they were from Marcus. Then I peeped my missed calls and cracked a smile, they were from Shakeel. I headed to my bedroom , sat my phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to pee. When I got in my bed and got comfortable I looked at my phone and noticed I had missed another one of Shakeel's calls but this time he left a voicemail. I clicked on the voicemail.. 

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