CHAPTER 10

"Man! Look at those fine ass chocolate beauties over there. I want one of those," Alex said and pointed over to two girls. "I'm so lesbian right now," Madison said, she was laying down on the sofa and had her head rested on Alex's arm. As I looked at the girls, I noticed it was Zenia and her assistant from her store. I got up and walked over to them. "Hey." "E... J... heyyyyy!" Zenia slurped. Alcohol wrecked on her breath and her assistant was trying hard to settle Zenia on her own feet. "She had too much," she mouthed. I raked my fingers through my hair as I looked at her. "I'm EJ. We're friends. I'll take her home," I assured her friend. Nooooo!! Lets.. Doncee!" Zenia pleaded. Donce? she meant 'dance'. "No Zen! You partied enough already. Time to go home!" I threw her over my shoulder and walked outside to my car. Zenia was giggling all the way there. I turned on the AC unit and locked back my car. I went back inside to get Madison. I didn't trust to leave her with Jack and Alex. They were all drunk. Madison managed to walk and she wasn't being stubborn like Zenia. We walked out with ease. She got into the passenger's seat while Zenia was laying down on the seats in the back. Now I had two drunkies to take home. ~ When I got to Zenia's house, I took her out the back and walked us to the elevator. I got to her floor and she managed to get the door opened with the security system. "HELLO!" I called, hoping her mother was home. "MISS. BLACKMAN!" "Mom isn't.. hame," Zenia said and threw herself down on a nearby couch. Hame? She meant home. I felt bad because I'll have to leave her in this condition by herself. "Zenia, I'm going home now. Lock the door behind me, drink some water and try to get some sleep. Okay?" I dropped to her level and pet her hair. "No! EJ don't go. Please stay with me. I don't want to lose you." I was puzzled. How was she losing me? "Zenia, I can't stay. I have to take Madison home as well." "No! I love too EJ. I love too!" "Get some rest drunkie." ~ I walked out the door, got into the elevator and went back to my car. Madison looked like she was already fast asleep. It was past midnight. I drove Madison and myself back home, but I still thinking about Zenia words. ‘I love too.' What does she love too? Zenia's POV We had landed the two magazines on Monday afternoon. Ashley and I were in the best of moods for the remainder of the day. "I have an idea. We need to celebrate this! A guy I've been 'stalking' on social media is throwing this huge house party tonight for one of his friends. We can go if we want to. The invite says everyone is invited." "No Ashley. I'm not about to go to a party on a Monday night. We got work in the morning, girl." "Oh please Zen, it would be fun and we need to celebrate this." "No! We can celebrate this weekend." "The excitement would be gone by then. We need to do this now, plus I'm dying to see Alex. He's so damn fine!" She was holding onto me like a kid begging for a lollipop at the supermarket. I shook my head at her. "Okay fine! We'll go but for three hours, tops!" "Sure, sure, sure. Be ready by 8:00!" ____________ It was the end of the day, Ashley had already left. I locked up, armed the security system, turned off the lights and central air and went to catch a cab. At 8:00 pm, I was dressed and waiting for Ashley to come get me. She picked me up with her sister's car and drove us to the house party. It was about an hour drive. There was a huge guy standing at the door. We told him who we were and used ‘Alex's name' to get in without confusion. "There he is! There he is!" Ashley pointed to a very handsome looking guy with a fair complexion. He wore all black and looked like the typical ‘bad boy'. "He is mighty fine," I told her. "Yesss. I know," she squealed. "Well go over and talk to him." "No! I can't! I don't think I'm his type." "Why you say that?" "Because I was looking at his Facebook page and there pictures of him and a bunch of different women but not one of them were black. I don't think he likes black girls." She had a little sadness in her eyes when she said that but it quickly disappeared like a puff of smoke when we saw the bar. One shot led to another and another. I even drank Ashley's drinks. "You're driving tonight bitch!" I told her, taking her shot of tequila and throwing it down my throat. My mind went back to EJ and Madison. Madison had just waltz back into his life and disturbed things between us. Why did she even have to come back?