As the months went by, Eric was a nigga who couldn't let shit slide, even though him and Fatima was never official, something about a nigga taking his place didn't sit right with him. Even though his sister warned him to leave Fatima alone Eric didn't listen.
Fatima in Los Angeles was the perfect opportunity for Eric to get his "get back" as he will call it.
Eric took a swig of his whisky ragesurged through him as he watched videos and pictures of Zac, and Fatima on instagram.
He even came across one with Izzy sleeping on Zac's chest, which made him toss his glass across the room startling the woman who was in his bed sleeping.
"What was that?" Belinda questioned, sitting up on his bed, looking around in confusion.
"Nothing, I gotta slide out so you gotta go home. I'll cash app you the money for an Uber" Said Eric.
"Eric, it's like two or three in the morning, I'm not catching an Uber home this late. Just take me home before you go wherever you're going. Probably not about to do shit but run after Fatima like you always do" she spat.
"Bitch, don't worry about what the fuck I be doing. You better request that Uber or you gone be standing outside by yourself at..." He paused to check the time on his Apple Watch . "2:23 in the fucking morning."
Belinda rolled her eyes, rummaged aggressively through the covers in search of her phone to do as Eric suggested. She had a love, hate relationship with him.
"I swear I can't stand niggas like you, lose my fucking number" Belinda said lastly as she exited Eric home.
Eric throw his middle fingers up, and yelled "fuck you" He really did have a thing for Belinda, plus her having good head game, he kept her around. But the way her mouth was, was making him feel like Belinda wasn't worth the headache.
Eric never knew Belinda and Fatima were friends, Eric slipped up and said Fatima name, and after Belinda putting 2&2 together, she found out "Eric" was Fatima Eric that Fatima had relations with.
Belinda didn't care though, Fatima and Eric was never official, so Fatima have no reason to be mad, if she ever finds out..what Belinda thought.
But Belinda didn't want Fatima to find out because she knew how crazy Fatima could get, so Belinda never told them Eric real name, or even showed him to her friends, she knew to keep Angela out the business because Angela wasn't going for that.
Eric sent a text message to his plug letting him know, he was on his way, after sending the text he put his phone in his pocket, putting his shoes on. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door, locking up behind him. Belinda was sitting on the steps waiting for her Uber to come.
"Come on yo, I'll take you to your spot" He said, as he jogged down the 6 steps to his home.
"Fuck you Eric, I already called my Uber. 86 fucking dollars just to go home because you wanna be a fucking dick" She yelled at him.
"Yo I already told your ass I'll send you the money, chill out with all that yelling and shit I got neighbors we don't do that ghetto shit over here"
"I knew this was a bad fucking idea, if you didn't want me to stay with you, you could of left me the fuck home"
"I'm not leaving you in my shit, cause you like to steal fuck that" He said.
" Because I took a couple packs of meats, now I'm a theft? It's not like you were eating that shit always" Said Belinda.
"Don't matter, you ask before you take shit from other peoples houses, is you coming or not like a nigga don't have all fucking day playing around with you " He said.
