“Because I fucked him.” I bit my lip nervously as I waited for her justified freak out
“You didwhat?!Oh my God! I fucking knew it!”
“Not helping, MoMo.”
“I just—fuck… you’ve done some reckless shit, but this? What are you gonna do now?”
“I mean obviously I can’t fuck him again, or be with him… but he is convinced that after this, I’m gonna give his ass a chance.”
“Why wouldn’t you? Are you scared?” she asked.
“I mean, no… The case is almost over, and as long as there’s no proof that we?—”
“Not about the work part, Amaya. I know you don’t give a fuck about that. Are you scared ofhim?”
“What? Hell no! Why would you even ask me that?!”
“Because youlikehim,” she huffed like I was getting on her nerves.
“I don’t!” I shot back.
“You do, and that’s okay. You can deny it all you want, and I’m not gonna push it anymore, but I know you. You like him and you’re scared to let him in, which is understandable. Take it from me though, letting your guard down, and letting somebody love you the right way issoworth the risk,” she said dreamily.
“Girl, shut up!” I laughed. “You just over there all in love and shit, and want everyone to be like you!”
“I am not!” she argued, while laughing at me.
“Yeah okay. You can deny it all you want, and I’m not gonna push it anymore, but I know you,Mona,” I said, doing an exaggerated version of her voice. She politely told me to go fuck myself and we chatted a little more. I made sure to keep it light because she let me know Tahmir was back in the room.
“Mona… MoMo, hello?” I asked when the line went completely silent.
“Hello?” I heard Tahmir’s voice come through the speaker. “My fault. I gave this girl an edible and she passed the fuck out. I’ll have her call you back tomorrow.”
“Thank you. Good night, Tahmir.”
“Goodnight.”
I smiled to myself as I hung up the phone. If anyone deserved that happiness, it was Mona. She was one of the purest souls I knew and it really warmed my heart to see her in a healthy, albeit slightly obsessed relationship.
I laid in bed, rolling around like a damn hedgehog for at least an hour before I sprung upright. The conversation with Mona only slightly distracted me from the shit show that happened at the stadium.
Amaya… he's not yours to save! Leave it alone.
But I couldn't. Before I knew it, I was out of bed, throwing on a pair of leggings and hoodie, grabbing my keys, and rushing out the front door. The whole drive to his house I tried to talk myself out of it. I fucking knew better, but the look on his face when we parted ways had me swerving in and out of traffic to get to him. I was still trying to talk myself out of it when I reached his front door, and when I rang the doorbell. The moment he opened the door, shirtless, sweaty, and out of breath, I wanted to kick myself for at least not calling.
“Chase… W-What are you doing?” I asked, looking at him like he lost his damn mind. Was he with someone? Was it Chanel’s ass? I knew I had no right to be upset, but I was also prepared to put both of their asses in a woodchipper if I walked in there and saw her.
“Working out… Sprinting,” he said, still catching his breath as he let me inside.
“At midnight?” The tightness in my chest released once I knew that he wasn’t knee deep in somebody else’s coochie.
“Can't sleep.” He shrugged hopelessly while locking up behind me. “What are you doing here? I take it this isn't a work visit?”
“I just wanted to check on you… After what happened today. You wanna talk about it?”
“I'd rather do something else,” he gruffed as he slid his hand under my hoodie and rubbed the bare skin of my waist.
“Nigga! I didn't come over here offering you pussy! I came to offer you friendship. Now go wash your ass, I'll make us some snacks, and we cantalk,” I said with an eye roll as I pushed him away. As tempting as it was to let him take his frustrations out on me, I knew that wasn't what he needed. He sucked his teeth andstubbornly stomped off to his room as I went to his massive kitchen. For a moment, I just stood there, biting my lip as I remembered the nasty things we did right next to his fancy blender. I had to squeeze my legs together at the flashback I had of him pinning me up against the wall and making me cum on his face.
