| Baldwin Hills, CA |

Shayla

I opened my house door as I stepped inside of the house. it was a long ride home once I left Eazy's house. The whole ride home I couldn't stop thinking about what happened between us.

"Liam", I called out, echoing through our home.

I stepped into the living room where I found Liam sitting on the sectional couch with his hands folded in between his thighs, and leaning back on the couch.

"...Hey", I smiled and placed my oversized bag down on the carpeted floor and leaned on the wall.

Liam looked up at me, "Where were you?"

"...At Michel'le house I told you this", I replied as a look of confusion displayed across my face.

"Oh...so why do I turn on MTV and see my girlfriend at NWA's wet and wild party?".

I felt my mouth get dry as hell while Liam stared at me, not blinking once. There was no way I could lie and say, "oh that wasn't me".

I started, "I mean I was at Michel'le house and we- "

"Save it", Liam interrupted as he stood up and walked past me going in the direction of the stairs.

"Liam...Liam wait", I whined as I walked behind him, slightly jogging up the steps.

I stopped in our bedroom doorway as I watched Liam take his sweat pants off, leaving him in a wife beater and a pair of Burberry classic boxers. He climbed into our high-rise king sized bed and laid down, sighing.

"...Liam why you being like that?"

"Oh...I suppose to be okay with seeing my girlfriend being dressed like a video ho and being pulled off by that Eazy rapper?", Liam sarcastically stated while laughing.

I took my semi-dry bathing suit off, tossing it into the clothes hamper as I was completely naked in front of Liam. I looked at him as I seen him side-eying my naked bare body.

"Liam..." I sung as I walked over to the bed and climbing on to it.

"Shayla don't try to wave your nice ass in my face to make me feel better", he chuckled and turned over.

I leaned on top of him as I turned my face into his. He slowly looked at me and smirked.

"...You slept with him?"

I jerked my head back and furrowed my eyebrows.

"What type of girl do you think I am?...damn" I defensively said.

I mean I didn't sleep with him, he just stroked me a couple of times which felt good as hell. I missed it, the good lord himself knows I did but it was still wrong.

"Just answer the question, you're an attractive girl with a whole lot going on back there" Liam says as he started rubbing on my behind, lightly squeezing it.

"No I didn't sleep with him...why would I?"

"Well...What did he pull you off to the side for...what could you two possibly have to talk about? I mean do you two know each other since you used to live in Compton?"

Yeah, I used to ride his dick for a living too, I thought to myself as I eyed Liam.

"Yes, we used to be really good friends. His friend Ren is the father of my cousin child you know that already Liam," I said as I tried to kind of leer away from Me and Eric's past.

Liam stared at me for a brief second. I searched his eyes for validity that he believed me. I don't think he did.

"Ok. So, have you slept with him?" Liam asked, still staring at me.

"Once", I quickly said.

Lying ass bitch, I thought to myself.

"...Okay" Liam heaved a sigh as he leaned up on elbows. "Protection?"

I licked my lips and nodded my head slowly and hesitantly.

"You sure? You seem unsure if you used protection", Liam questioned as he put his face in mine, causing me to back up.

I turned my head frowning, "You can back the fuck up you know that, I said I did it to him once and we used protection. He was just happy to see me he hasn't seen me since 89".

It was the truth, He didn't see me since '89. I know I aint shit for lying but I cannot mess this up with Liam for Eric. Liam is just too good of a man.

"Ok Shayla", Liam says as he shrugged his shoulders and climbed out the bed.

I watched him walk into our bathroom, and hearing the tub water start running.

"You taking a bath?", I yelled out to him.

"No, I'm running your bath so you can relax."

I bit down on my bottom lip as felt guilt rise through my pours. Here I am, stressing over Eric and I have a man who is running me a bath after interrogating the fuck out of me.

Shit is crazy. I just need to detox Eric out my system for good so I can have a successful relationship with Liam. He told me he wants me to have his kids, marry him as we both live a life of success and wealth and Love.

He comes from a wealthy background, his parents coming from a medical background. Me on the other hand, I had to work hard for this shit.

"You want lavender bath salts or aroma therapy?" Liam called out to me, snapping me out my thoughts.

Eric pain filled face expression popped up in my mind again as I prepared to answer Liam. I feel like me and Eric still need to talk again, so maybe I'll give him a call.

Should I?

"ummm. Lavender baby."

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| Calabasas, CA |

Eric

"So, you hit that shit...damn E you just can't leave her alone man", Dre chuckled as he exhaled smoke through his nose, handing me the blunt.

"Yeah man, it's like..." I inhaled the smoke from the blunt then exhaling. "We were talking, then screaming and next thing I know I was in that pussy then she smacks the shit out me".

"She always smacking yo ass man, so what you gonna do bout-."

I heard the doorbell ring. Dre and I exchanged looks as I stood up.

"She here" I sighed as I walked out of the living room, towards the front door.

I opened the door and half smiled as I widened the door for her to come inside. She had two boxes of pizza in her hand.

"Hey", she said before she kissed me.

"Sup Mica", I smiled as I watched her ass in her daisy duke shorts while she walked past.

My pool party was a success, to the point that Yo! MTV Raps showed up. I didn't know they was gonna do coverage on the shit. I know ima hear Jerry mouth when I get back to the office tomorrow morning.

Tomica placed the pizza boxes on the table and walked over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck as I placed my hands on her hips.

"I'm glad you came" I lowly said, smirking at her.

She grinned as she flipped her hair out of her face.

"Of course, That's the least I can do since I missed the party, anything exciting happen?"

Shit, if I tell you what really went down you would have to kill my ass, I thought.

"Nah, same ol shit people drunk and shit but umm...go wait upstairs for me, I'll be up there in a few."

Tomica nodded as she leaned in kissing my lips softly, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Mhm", I hummed as I sucked her bottom lip, then pulling back. "Be ready for me when I get up there".

".... Okay" she sexily said as she sashayed her out of the kitchen and upstairs to my bedroom.

I walked into the living room, where I found Dre standing up and dusting the blunt ashes off his shorts, then looking up at me.

"Out?" I asked as I circled around the coffee table, grabbing the ash tray.

"Yeah man I know you got some honey up in here and you ready to do your thing" Dre smirked as he dapped me up.

"Besides, I know Michel'le ready for a nigga to fuck her insides up."

I shook my head, chuckling as we both started walking towards the door. I unlocked the door, opening it as Dre stepped outside into the California summer night as the breeze whiffed across my face.

It was still a little humid but the air was blowing, which made it tolerable.

"Ight nigga, I 'ma holla at you but yeah get back with Shayla if ya can nigga" Dre yelled, walking down my walkway.

"Just tell the whole fucking world nigga", I expressed with a look of annoyance.

I closed the door, locking it as I started going up the steps. The closer I got to my bedroom, I heard Tomica having a conversation. I pressed my ear against the door.

"...Yeah, he is here, but who is this?.... don't worry about who I am.. you-you... calling his house asking for him....no bitch."

What the fuck?, I thought. I pushed the door opened and seen Tomica sitting in the bed on the phone with a "Pissed Look" on her face.

"Who you talking to?", I asked as I walked up to her and snatching the phone out of her grasp.

"Hello?", I answered.

"Eric, its Shayla"

I froze, then feeling a rush of anger flash through my veins.

"What?" I spat.

"I got your number from Kim I hope you don't mind...Look, can we meet up tomorrow and talk?" she whispered.

She must be around her nigga, I thought.

I looked back at Tomica, who was now laying down and watching the TV, laying in her matching red bra and thong. Damn, she look good but I can only imagine Shayla ass in my bed like this.

I turned back around, looking at the night stand, fiddling with the lamp shade.

"I do mind but umm, come to the label tomorrow...about 3pm I'll go over your demo then," I said, hoping she catches my drift.

"...Okay...is that your girlfriend that answered?"

"Alright ma'am, see you tomorrow at 3pm thanks". I hung up the phone and climbed into the bed.

"Who was that calling here at this time asking about their demo?", Tomica asked as she rolled over, facing me as she raised an eyebrow.

I snatched off my wife beater, tossing it on the floor and now lying in my Hanes boxers. I rolled over, facing her.

"Nobody."

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[A/N: Welp... she just cant leave the muthafucka alone. LOL; How y'all feel..? She'll be satisfied when Tomica kick her ass : who you think would win ina fight and why lol 🌚😂]

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