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The TV blared quietly in the background as I shifted the phone to my other ear. “Sitting up in my room watching some Jerry Springer rerun, and waiting on my mom to get home,” I said as I continued painting my toenails and lounging on the small two cushion sofa in my bedroom talking with my best friend Sabrina. I’m still shocked she’s married to Antonio De Luca. She’s so sweet, headstrong, and a ruthless corporate businesswoman, and to see her married to a reputed mob boss completely blows my mind every time I think about it.

“Have you thought about moving in with Trevor anymore?” Sabrina asked.

“Shit, at this point, I doubt we’ll even be together for much longer let alone moving in with each other. Trevor says he needs to save up for college, and tuition for next semester is doubling because of the new administrative fees,” I answered as I blew over my nails, so they would dry faster.

“Maybe it’s better this way; with you both focusing on school and living together, it would be too much. When I tried to move out, my parents had a fit. And they’ve always known Alex and his family since our early college days.”

“I don’t know, Sabrina. I think he’s cheating on me. And you know how I get.” I blew out a harsh breath of frustration.

“Hold up, Janice. Alex is bugging me.”

Hearing Alex’s irritating ass in the background, I decided I needed to hang up and call my boyfriend, Trevor. “Sabrina, I’ll call you back. It seems you have your hands full, Boo.”

“Are you sure? I hear it in your voice that your brain is running a mile a minute to confront him, and Alex can wait. Ouch! Asshole!” Sabrina screeched through the phone.

“What the hell? Did he hit you? I’ll be over in two minutes. My license is expired, but I’ll Uber with my Betsy,” I replied, jumping up off the sofa and looking around for my handgun and purse.

“Girl, sit down somewhere. He just slapped my ass. Alex ain’t crazy.”

Listening to Alex laugh in the background, I shook my head as my phone beeped with another call.

“Sabrina, I have another call.”

“Probably Trevor. Just call me back later; you know how you two get when you’re on the phone together.”

“Fine, let me call you back in a few minutes. Trevor’s probably on the way to pick me up.”

I clicked over to the other line, and I heard voices sounding like dogs in heat.

“Mmmm. Baby, you feel so good!” A woman was moaning on the other end.

I took the phone away from my ear to check and make sure it wasn’t a prank call. The caller ID said, Trevor.

“Yes…right there, Trevor.”

“Trevor! Trevor!” I yelled loudly.

I paced the floor back and forth. I found my shoes, and purse, and grabbed Betsy from my dresser drawer.

“He thinks I’m playing.” Riffling through my closet, I grabbed most of Trevor’s prized possessions. His suits, shoes, and jewelry. “Trevor!” I screamed into the phone.