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"Y'all, he's a fucking crack head!", I screamed.

"Who?", Lola asked.

"Bitch who else?", Yami stated.

I wanted to laugh but I just held it in because Lola looked like she wanted to say something but she kept it to herself.

"I'm talking about Louis.", I deadpanned.

"Okay so how do you know?", Jamie asked.

I don't know why she is here but I wasn't going to say too much in front of her.

"His pupils have been larger then his fucking eye color.", I replied.

"And....he's been more aggressive with me.", I added lowly.

"Is that why you have so much makeup on?", Heather asked after a while of sitting silently.

Shaking my head no, they quickly told me to do the unthinkable.

"Then take it off. I want to see your face.", Yami urged.

"Girl, no. I just did -", I started before I got interrupted.

"Take it off or I'll take it off for you.", Lola smiled.

Quickly I got up and went to the bathroom.

I didn't have time for them bitches to tag team me about some fucking makeup.

I looked at myself in the mirror before grabbing a wipe and slowly wiping everything off.

The discoloration was horrible and I didn't know when my skin would go back to normal.

Walking out of the bathroom, I bumped into someone's chest.

Looking up, I noticed it was Drake who jumped back and screamed.

"Ah, who the fuck are you!", he yelled putting his hands up.

"Drake, shut the fuck up.", I laughed.

"Oh my gosh, Rose. You scared the fuck- uh, I mean....I didn't recognize you.", he laughed nervously.

"It's that bad?", I asked.

"It's that bad.", he sighed before giving me a hug and walking around me.

"Get out here, hoe!", Lola yelled.

I walked to the living room door and peeked around the corner.

"Bitch, we can see you. Come out.", Heather laughed.

Stepping fully out, they all gasped.

"That's it! We are getting you out of here!", Yami yelled.

"She can't leave him.", Jamie deadpanned.

"And why the fuck not?", Lola asked standing up.

"Because....", Jamie said looking for an excuse.

"You're a weird bitch-", Heather started before Jamie stepped to her.

"Don't call me no fucking bitch, bitch.", she yelled.

"Woah!", Drake yelled running from the back room.

"Uh, uh.", Yami shushed and grabbed his arm.

"Ohhhh, this bitch is mad! You don't have a right. Are you the one getting beat?", Heather asked her.

"No, but-", Jamie tried to say.

"Exactly. I'm starting to think you're in love with Rose too.", Heather laughed.

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