want?” Lauren snapped, standing next to me.
“We need to talk.” She peered at Lauren.
“We most certainly do not,” Lauren said as she tried to close the door, but I wouldn’t let her.
She looked at me as if to say move .
“We can catch up later,” I said.
“No, Zach, Gabrielle and I have nothing to discuss.” She enunciated every word.
Oh, this was a girl fight. I turned towards the woman in the door and said, “Are you going to be able to work this out like adults or will you need a mediator? I’ve broken up enough female fights already.”
“What?” Gab gasped at his comment.
“Will there be a physical altercation?” Zach asked again.
“No,” she exclaimed. “I just need to talk to Lauren and explain. She’s my friend.”
After assessing the women who looked very remorseful, I turned and backed Lauren in the corner, near the crowded coat rack and whispered, “Love, I’ll see you later tonight, okay. Let’s do dinner at my place. I’m cooking. It’ll be simple, but delicious.” She softened and nodded, so I continued. “Talk to your friend. You only come across real friends once in a blue moon, and life is too short for stupid shit.”
I kissed her as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Sucking on her tongue, her bottom lip and jaw line. “See you later,” I whispered in her ear and turned to leave, opening the door, so the short one could go in.
She took advantage of the opportunity, and when I looked back, she was closing the door as I started Lola.
Well, my job was done in that regard.
Chapter 8
Lauren:
Zach thought he was slick, leaving the door open so Gab could come in. And then his little parting comments… Gab was someone I had considered a real friend, but I wasn’t sure if that was because of the years or what.
“Listen, Lauren, we really need to talk.” Gab closed the door.
“I really don’t have anything to say to you.” I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms over my chest.
“Fine, but I have something to say to you.” She dropped her bag. “We’ve been friends too long for something like this to come between us. I value your friendship, and I’m not okay with things being like this.”
“Gab, you don’t seem to understand that you’re questioning me about the turn of events with Sheree put all of that on the line. You should know me better than you seem to, but you don’t, and that makes me think you don’t really value our friendship.”
“What? I do. I swear it, hon. I just don’t do well with being in the middle of people’s stuff. I try to take people at face value, so when Sheree came over my house, crying about how you humiliated her, I just took what she said. It didn’t even occur to me that she was exaggerating or making any of it up.” She pleaded. “I’m telling you, I just wanted you guys to mend fences, but then she started talking so badly about you that I couldn’t believe it.”
I shook my head, “So, now you believe me?”
“It wasn’t that I didn’t believe you. I just see her for the hater she is. I didn’t see it before, and it was never that I didn’t believe you. I just didn’t know how to reconcile between the two. That woman is hateful and mean.” Gab made a face.
“You have no idea.” I shook my head.
“At one point, I had to remind her that I was on the plus size as well.” Gab shook her head. ”She tried to play it off like ‘oh, that’s because you are short.’ I didn’t really get it fully, but she started to sound more hateful and bitter and I don’t need that in my life.”
“Yeah, girl. I hear you. I didn’t know either, until she started doing sly shit and masking it like it was me that was crazy.” I was shaking my head. “I don’t like to think of people that way, but a hater is a hater.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry girl. I know I need to not just listen to people when they tell me stuff, but I didn’t think she was worth losing my best friend over. I just met
“We need to talk.” She peered at Lauren.
“We most certainly do not,” Lauren said as she tried to close the door, but I wouldn’t let her.
She looked at me as if to say move .
“We can catch up later,” I said.
“No, Zach, Gabrielle and I have nothing to discuss.” She enunciated every word.
Oh, this was a girl fight. I turned towards the woman in the door and said, “Are you going to be able to work this out like adults or will you need a mediator? I’ve broken up enough female fights already.”
“What?” Gab gasped at his comment.
“Will there be a physical altercation?” Zach asked again.
“No,” she exclaimed. “I just need to talk to Lauren and explain. She’s my friend.”
After assessing the women who looked very remorseful, I turned and backed Lauren in the corner, near the crowded coat rack and whispered, “Love, I’ll see you later tonight, okay. Let’s do dinner at my place. I’m cooking. It’ll be simple, but delicious.” She softened and nodded, so I continued. “Talk to your friend. You only come across real friends once in a blue moon, and life is too short for stupid shit.”
I kissed her as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Sucking on her tongue, her bottom lip and jaw line. “See you later,” I whispered in her ear and turned to leave, opening the door, so the short one could go in.
She took advantage of the opportunity, and when I looked back, she was closing the door as I started Lola.
Well, my job was done in that regard.
Chapter 8
Lauren:
Zach thought he was slick, leaving the door open so Gab could come in. And then his little parting comments… Gab was someone I had considered a real friend, but I wasn’t sure if that was because of the years or what.
“Listen, Lauren, we really need to talk.” Gab closed the door.
“I really don’t have anything to say to you.” I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms over my chest.
“Fine, but I have something to say to you.” She dropped her bag. “We’ve been friends too long for something like this to come between us. I value your friendship, and I’m not okay with things being like this.”
“Gab, you don’t seem to understand that you’re questioning me about the turn of events with Sheree put all of that on the line. You should know me better than you seem to, but you don’t, and that makes me think you don’t really value our friendship.”
“What? I do. I swear it, hon. I just don’t do well with being in the middle of people’s stuff. I try to take people at face value, so when Sheree came over my house, crying about how you humiliated her, I just took what she said. It didn’t even occur to me that she was exaggerating or making any of it up.” She pleaded. “I’m telling you, I just wanted you guys to mend fences, but then she started talking so badly about you that I couldn’t believe it.”
I shook my head, “So, now you believe me?”
“It wasn’t that I didn’t believe you. I just see her for the hater she is. I didn’t see it before, and it was never that I didn’t believe you. I just didn’t know how to reconcile between the two. That woman is hateful and mean.” Gab made a face.
“You have no idea.” I shook my head.
“At one point, I had to remind her that I was on the plus size as well.” Gab shook her head. ”She tried to play it off like ‘oh, that’s because you are short.’ I didn’t really get it fully, but she started to sound more hateful and bitter and I don’t need that in my life.”
“Yeah, girl. I hear you. I didn’t know either, until she started doing sly shit and masking it like it was me that was crazy.” I was shaking my head. “I don’t like to think of people that way, but a hater is a hater.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry girl. I know I need to not just listen to people when they tell me stuff, but I didn’t think she was worth losing my best friend over. I just met
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