DAY 6

'I slept with Tiffany's client' .... Fuck

'I slept with Tiffany's client'..... Double fuckery

I kept chanting since Walker left my room yesterday. I couldn't sleep, Hell I know I look like a zombie now.

Why would he mistake our room?. Why would he blow my cover? I have been trying my best to avoid drama (which is Tiffany), ever since I heard her conversation with that girl in the bathroom.

What do I do? Walker is gone, who will clear my name that I didn't do it on purpose? I'm in deep shit(are you just figuring it out Mel?) .

Sighing, I got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. "You look gross" I whispered to my reflection, while rubbing my eyes (asif doing that will remove the dark circles)

I couldn't sleep a wink last night, after the white boy I had sex with (amazing sex btw) called me Tiffany. Me being an idiot decided to play along.

I should have just said no. And maybe he'd have cleared my name, Incase Rocco asks. Picking up my toothbrush, I squeezed toothpaste on it and started brushing my teeth.

Maybe I could finally call Vivica? I could ask for her advice, I mean she has been there. She would definitely know what I should do. Or I could ask Gianna? (God my head hurts)

Rinsing my mouth, I tied my hair in a lazy bun and walked into my closet. Picking up a big shirt, I paired it with jean shorts and walked back into my bedroom.

"Please pick up" I prayed, staring at Screen of my laptop. "Hey Mel" Vivica greeted, as soon as she picked.

"You picked, thank God" I breathed in relief. "Uhhh what's wrong? You don't look too good" she questioned, raising her perfectly shaped brows.

"I'm not fine at all Viv." I sighed, burying my face in my hands. "Talk to me darling" She pleaded.

"I met Gianna" I stated, knowing she'd figure out that I know the truth.

"I c___" she started, but I cut her off. "Look before you start explaining, I'm in a bigger shit right now"  I said, looking as her face scrunched up in confusion.

"What bigger shit?" She asked.

"I might or might not have slept with Tiffany's client yesterday" I confessed, closing my eyes.

Vivica gasped, but didn't say anything.

One second, two seconds, three___

"Why the fuck would you do that, after knowing how dangerous she is Mel?" She whisper-yelled

"I didn't do it on purpose, I swear. He called me Tiffany after we were done. Why would I fuck him, if he was Tiffany's?" I defended myself, my hands flying around as I tried to demonstrate.

"Shit. Questo non va bene. Questo è davvero davvero brutto. Non riesco nemmeno a pensare lucidamente in questo momento. Cosa farai?" She said in one breath. (This is bad. This is really really bad. I can't even think straight right now. What will you do?)

"I don't know what to do, that's why I called. Since you're you know, used to all of these?" I said, smiling sheepishly when she flinched.

"Per ora, fai finta di non aver fatto nulla. Dubito che se ne sarebbe accorta. Se non lo dice a Rocco, sei al sicuro. Ma devi stare ancora attento. Quella puttana è imprevedibile." She advised. (For now, pretend you didn't do anything. I doubt she would have noticed. If she doesn't tell Rocco, you're kinda safe. But you have to be careful still. That bitch is unpredictable.)

"Uh okayy, so I have to pretend I didn't do anything. That's easy" I muttered, giving her a thumbs up.

"Yes that's all you need to do." She agreed, nodding her head. "But, what if she notices and tells Rocco. What do I do then?" I asked.

"Ehhh, if that happens. You try as much as possible to prove yourself right. Non può essere così difficile." She shrugged, picking at her nails. (It can't be that hard)

"Okay okay. I can do that" I said.

"Come sta Gianna?" She whispered, breaking the silence. (How is Gianna?)

"She's good. She misses you so much. She kept blaming herself when we were talking the other day. She wished she tried harder, she wanted to grieve with you" I explained, her face contorting in pain as I did so

"Si incolpa ancora? Ahh mia buona amica, ha provato così tanto a farmi essere di nuovo me stessa." Her voice broke as she spoke. (She still blames herself? Ahh my good friend, she tried so hard to get me to be myself again.)

"Why didn't you stay and fight? Why didn't you prove to everyone, that Tiffany was responsible. And most especially, why did you shut Gianna out?" I asked, wanting answers.

"Why didn't I fight? Pensi che non volessi? Mi pento di andarmene ogni singolo giorno, sapendo di essere un codardo per la fuga. Ma ero stanco Melanin. non ne potevo più. Il posto che una volta amavo era un posto soffocante dove stare." She started with a sob. (You think I didn't want to? I regret leaving every single day, knowing I am a coward for running. But I was tired Melanin. I couldn't take it anymore. The place I once loved, was a suffocating place to be.)

"Why didn't I prove to everyone that Tiffany was responsible? Chi mi crederebbe? Nessuno era dalla mia parte, nemmeno Rocco. Era furibondo, quando è uscito il video di sesso. Le altre ragazze erano dalla parte di Tiffany. Avevo solo Gianna." She continued, tears streaming down her face. (Who would believe me? No one was on my side, not even Rocco. He was livid, when the sex video got out. The other girls were on Tiffany's side. I only had Gianna.)

"And why I shut Gianna out? Dovevo. Non potevo lasciare che si prendesse la caduta con me. È entrata in questo pasticcio a causa mia. Ho dovuto tirarla fuori dai brutti libri di Tiffany, anche a costo di escluderla. Non ho scelta." She cried out. (I had to. I couldn't let her take the fall with me. She got into this mess because of me. I had to get her out of Tiffany's bad books, even if it meant shutting her out. I had no choice.)

"I understand Viv. But did you ever think that she wanted to take the fall with you? Or maybe she wanted to take the risk? It's not fair on her." I reasoned with her.

"I regret my decision every single morning Chica. I wasn't in the right state of mind. Se potessi scusarmi con lei, lo farei un milione di volte. Mi dispiace per quello che ho fatto a Gianna. Mi dispiace per averti ingannato. Mi dispiace per averti portato in questa vita. Ma sai di cosa non mi pento? Non mi pento affatto di essermi spogliato." She sobbed. (If I could apologize to her, I would a million times. I am sorry for what I did to Gianna. I'm sorry for deceiving you. I'm sorry for bringing you into this life. But you know what I don't regret? I don't regret stripping at all.)

"I forgive you Viv, because I know I wouldn't have joined if you didn't lie to me. I also know Gianna has forgiven you" I told her, with a sad smile.

Before Vivica could say anything, Gianna barged into my room. (Speak of the devil, and she shall appear). "What did you do to Tiffany? She's really upset and in Rocco's office. He wants you to see him right now" she said, trying to regain her breath.

"Ohh shit,it's a long story G. Why don't you come here and say hi?" I suggested, smiling at a wide eyed Vivica. "Hi to whom?" Gianna asked, gasping when she saw Vivica on the screen.

"Vivica Sei davvero tu?" She squeaked, sitting beside me. (Is this really you?) laughing, Vivica replied "Certo, idiota" And I smiled. (Of course, you idiot)

"Ehh okay guys, I'm just gonna go" I said to them. Standing up when I received no response, "okayyy and I'm being ignored" I muttered to myself walking out of the door.

Just as I was about to knock Rocco's office, "Devi mandarla fuori di qui Rocco. Non conosce il suo fottuto posto. Che puttana, costa anche meno di Vivica." A voice I recognize faintly, snarled. (You must send her out of here Rocco. She doesn't know her fucking place. What a whore, she's even cheaper than Vivica)

"Non tentarmi Tiffany. O ti metti a sedere o esci dal mio ufficio." Rocco growled back. (Do not tempt me Tiffany. Either you sit your ass down, or you get the hell out of my office.)

"Non dirmi cosa fare Rocco. Non mi possiedi. Stai difendendo la nuova ragazza. La stai scopando anche tu?" Tiffany screeched, and I held my ears. (Fucking her too? Rocco sleeps with her?).

(Do not tell me what to do Rocco. You don't own me. You're defending the new girl. Are you fucking her too?)

"Vorrei poterla scopare. Almeno non mi ha pregato di scoparla come hai fatto tu. Un rapido promemoria Tiffany, ogni volta che parli con me, parla con rispetto. Conosci il tuo fottuto posto." He spat, in an extremely angry voice. (I've never heard him talk like this)

(I wish I could fuck her. At least she didn't beg me to fuck her like you did. A quick reminder Tiffany, whenever you're talking to me, talk with respect. Know your fucking place.)

I heard sniffling, but Tiffany remained quiet. "Pensato tanto. Siediti, lei sarà qui presto. E non parlarle comunque capito?" He said, his voice calm with only a hint of anger present. (Thought as much. Sit down, she will be here soon. And do not talk to her anyhow understood?)

Muttering a 'si', I heard shuffling. It's time to make my entrance. Knocking twice, I entered the room when I heard a 'come in' from Rocco.

"Melanin, please sit" Rocco gestured to the chair beside Tiffany. I walked further into the room and sat on the chair. Casting Tiffany a side glance, I saw her already glaring at me in disgust. (Aha right back at you missus)

Rocco cleared his throat and started talking, "Did you sleep with a man named, Walker Davis yesterday Melanin?" He asked, staring at me.

"Ugh yes?" I answered, fiddling with my hands. "Lo sapevo, che puttana!!" Tiffany exclaimed, glaring at me. (I knew it, what a whore!!).

"Tranquilla Tiffany, ne abbiamo parlato." Rocco growled, banging the table causing not only me but Tiffany to flinch. (Quiet Tiffany, we talked about this.)

"As I was saying, Did you know he was Tiffany's client?" He asked. "To be sincere, I didn't. If I did I wouldn't do it" I said to him, and Tiffany scoffed earning a stink eye from Rocco.

"how then did you know he was hers?" He raised his brows. "After we were done.. he_uh he asked if my name was Tiffany. I was confused at first but then I realized what he meant. I had to play along so he won't be upset." I explained.

"Hmm, you did the right thing. He would have been pissed. I don't blame you. It clearly, was a misunderstanding." He said the last part slowly, maintaining eye contact with Tiffany.

"I'm so sorry if I caused any problems." I said, with a smile. "Ahh it's alright. You're both excused." He said, dismissing both of us and resuming with his paper work.

I got out of the chair and walked out of his office, heaving a sigh of relief. "Hey new girl." I felt someone grip my arm. Yanking my arm off her grip, I turned to look at her with an irritated expression.

"Yes old girl?" I replied, faking a smile. "Ahah you have a sense of humor" she said. "Ehh Yes. Though, I thought we were giving nicknames?" I asked, the sickly sweet smile still present on my face.

"Look here girlie, I am going to introduce myself properly. I'm Tiffany and it'd be nice not to mess with me for your own good" she spat, and I immediately started laughing. (Is this what everyone is scared of?)

"Did I make a joke?" She asked, an irritated expression on her face. "No it's just, was that a threat?" I asked, when I stopped laughing.

"Call it whatever, just watch your back. Wouldn't want to end up like Vivica, now would you?" She tutted, turning around and walking away in her shiny gold heels. (What a bitch)

The rest of the day flew by quickly. I spent most of it mending things with Rose and sleeping. I skipped dancing today, as it was Saturday and I wasn't to dance until tomorrow.

I decided to see Gianna tomorrow and tell her all I found out today. We need to reveal Tiffany to Rocco. First i need to find the man, Vivica had sex with in the video.

I'm going to destroy Tiffany before she gets to me....

FINALLY, THEY HAVE MET....

I'M TEAM TIFFANY ALL THE WAYYY>>>>

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