chapter twenty : the good & the bad

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hi y'all, this chapter is just a filler 💕.

the complicated trio in the media, enjoy.

excuse errors.

alexa, play: all for me by mariah the scientist 💔.

a u b r e e

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"hey...how you feeling over there?" i looked over at ronny, who was just staring out the car window.

she shrugged her shoulders slowly. "nothing...i feel absolutely nothing."

i sighed and rubbed her thigh. "i get that babe, we're gonna figure all of this out okay?"

ronny smacked her lips and moved my hand off of her. "it ain't shit to figure out aubree. india snaked me and that's all there is to it. hell, she snaked you too...she kept this from us for weeks. fuck them, they were made for each other."

everybody was still kind of on edge from the events that happened at elianna's birthday party. well, at least everybody that was with me was...especially ronny.

me, ronny, lola, and dior were in my car driving back to the mansion. so far the whole ride was filled with a very uncomfortable silence because no one really knew what to say.

it was clear as day that this whole thing was bothering ronny...and i honestly didn't blame her because i was a little upset too.

me and india have been friends since we were in high school, and working at the club together only brought us closer. we told each other everything, she was the yin to my yang. i still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that her and marcus had been messing around since our trip to memphis. how could i not see this coming? how did i miss the signs? and how could she do ronny like this?

there was so much running through my head. i was trying my best to keep myself together for the sake of both of them, but i was hurting too.

i knew that this situation would make shit hard for all three of us...and i hated that.

i tried my best to find the right words to say to ronny, but i couldn't think of anything. she was upset and she had every right to be.

after returning my other hand to the steering wheel, i looked at ronny once more before continuing to drive all of us home.

"promise me you'll at least try to calm down? please...for me?" i bargained with her.

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