Just Friends

Possibly

ZONNIQUE'S POV

After taking a showering and rubbing my body down in a smooth sheet of my "Mad About You" lotion from B&BW, I got dressed in a casual outfit that fit my many moods for today.

Lazy, irritated, sad, and angry.

Last night put me in my feelings, seriously. I didn't even feel like getting drunk. I was too confused and upset to drink. I just wanted to lay in my bed and sulk. I mean, I didn't cry or anything like that. I was too angry to cry. I really just wanted to stab the shit out of Tremaine. And I wanted to dismember that bitch Cauliflower.

I decided that I would actually use my driver today because I really didn't feel like dealing with the stress of LA traffic.

I scrolling through my Instagram feed when I got a text from Trey the cheater. I wonder what he wants. I tapped on the notification at the top of my screen and read his text.

Trey Bear 🐻💋 "Sorry I didn't facetime you last night... Something came up."

Yeah, I know something "came up". Fucking cheater.

I huffed and left my messages without replying. My read receipts are on too, so he'll know I ignored his text.

We pulled up to the place my photoshoot was at and my driver came around and opened my door for me. He politely helped me out before closing the door.

"Can you be back here in about three hours to pick me up?" I asked him.

"Of course, Ms. Pullins." He nodded.

"Thank you, Jonathan."

"My pleasure." He nodded.

I gave him a quick smile before going into the building. I was immediately bombarded by wardrobe people. They rushed me to the back and began getting me dressed. When they were finished with that, I was sent straight to hair and make up. While I was getting my hair done, I got a text from Trey. It said,

Trey Bear🐻💋 "I guess you're mad at me now?"

I rolled my eyes and locked my phone.

5 minutes later I got another text.

Trey Bear🐻💋 "So you just gone ignore my text like that?"

Tuh, yeah nigga. I'm also going to ignore the shit out of you when I get to Tennessee. Niggas who cheat don't get the luxury of having a girlfriend who texts back.

Trey Bear 🐻💋 "At least tell me why you're mad at me."

Me "You know exactly what you did, and if you don't feel guilty about it then maybe we shouldn't be together."

Trey Bear🐻💋 "Tf? What? How am I supposed to feel guilty about being innocent? I haven't done anything wrong!"

Me "Whatever, K."

Trey Bear 🐻💋 "Don't do that shit. If something is wrong just tell me. This isn't the game show network, so I'm not about to play a damn guessing game with you."

I angrily huffed and took a picture of my hand with the middle finger up. Then I sent it with the text,

Me "And if you look behind curtain number one, you'll see that there isn't a curtain number two because I don't give two fucks."

Trey Bear 🐻💋 "Here, have a seat, since you want be childish."

He sent a picture of a high chair.