Hey guys! Sorry it's been a while! But i hope you like this new chapter since im gonna try to make it less dramatic and funnier.. So enjoy:) Reviews are welcomed
(Present Time)
Naya started opening her eyes, while sitting in a hospital chair, forgetting for a second where she was. As soon as her eyes saw Heather's body motionless in that same hospital bed, everything came back to her. She just sighted and mumbled under her breath a few bad words because she had hoped that once she would wake up everything would be back to normal. Obviously, this wasn't the case. She checked her cellphone where she found one new message. She saw the name of the person that had sent her the text and her eyes widened. "Taylor?" She said to herself. After everything that had happened between them (especially Naya and him), she never would have expected Taylor to talk to either one of them. Especially not in a time like this. She was soon interrupted of her thoughts when the door opened widely and a man and a woman came in.
"Hello Miss Rivera." The man started saying. She hated being called Miss Rivera but she let that one slide. "I'm doctor Garcia. I'm the doctor here from 6 am to 2 pm. Doctor Berry has informed me off.."
"Who's Doctor Berry?" Naya asked surprised. The only Berry she knew was a fictional, despicable character.
"That was the doctor that was here last night. She told me she had spoken with you.." He said.
"Oh that's her name? She never really told me what her name was. And if she did I didn't hear her. Plus she didn't have that name tag on. Ok well what did she tell you?"
"She told me what had happened, the situation, the security measures needed, etc."
"Oh ok..."
The doctor approached Heather as he took her pulse. "Well." He started saying. "Miss Morris is definitely still in her comma state. Her blood pressure is low, which is completely normal. But her body is reacting to all of this rather well. Did Doctor Berry give you the results?"
"No."
"Miss Morris has a concussion. Her head was pretty hurt with that fall, but we give her maybe 2 more days till she gets out of the comma. Everything else seems normal so there's no need to worry. But I guess Doctor Field can't do her job today..."
"Who's Doctor Field?" Naya asked confused.
"I am." The woman finally spoke up. "It's a pleasure to meet you. You can call me Jane." She extended her hand to Naya's who took it and shook it.
"You too. What kind of doctor are you?" Naya asked smiling at her and her niceness.
"I'm a psychologist." Naya's smile turned into a frown.
"A psychologist? For Heather?" The doctor just nodded. Naya couldn't help but laugh. Heather DID NOT need a psychologist! She was one of the happiest, smartest, bubbliest, and most stable people she had ever met! Yes, she had a crazy side, but she loved that about her! "No offense but Heather doesn't need psychological help. She is totally fine, this won't affect her a lot she will just laugh about this later on."
"This is just procedure Miss Rivera." The male doctor quickly came in the conversation. "It's our job to report this kind of accidents and ask psychologists to talk to them and help them under a 72 hour stay with us."
"Yeah.." The female doctor came back in the conversation. "I mean didn't all of this start with a suicide attempt?"
(5 Years Ago)
Naya woke up the next morning with lots of pounding in her head. After the club, Dianna and Lea took her to her house and helped her go to bed. They offered to stay but she tried to kick them out, saying that Heather was the only one that knew how to take her of her when drunk and that she was ok. They were against the idea of leaving her alone, but then they heard Naya moaning loudly while masturbating, so they decided she was ok and left. Naya went downstairs to eat something to take her pills, but she just ended up with head in her toilet. After three vomit sessions and two lots of effort, she managed to eat breakfast and take her pills. She hadn't really thought about what had happened last night because her head and vomit were killing her. Besides she barely remembered anything. After waiting for around an hour, she was way better. She took her phone to see if she had any messages and she noticed she had three messages and one missed call.
(7:07 am) From: Miss Lea Michelle: Honey text me you wake up:) Love you
(11:45 am) From: Di:) : Sweetie, Le says you haven't answered. Try to answer as soon as you can. We're worried about you. And we need to talk!
(11:59 am) From: Fucking Taylor: Why, hello there sister- in -law! Call me as soon as you can! We REALLY need to talk.
She checked her missed call which was from Taylor and while checking it, she noticed she had called Taylor last night. She didn't really remember calling him, but she didn't want to think about it. She guessed that Taylor would tell her what's up himself since he would only call her in emergencies. She quickly started answering her texts, except Taylor's. She was going to call him.
(12:34 pm) To: Miss Lea Michelle: Hey good morning:) love you too
(12:34 pm) To: Di:) : Hey I just answered! And lol no need to worry! And sure what about?
After finishing her texts, she called Taylor.
"Hello, Naya." A voice on the other line said.
"Hi, Taylor. Everything ok?"
"Yes, everything is great! What about you? You sound pretty sober. I'm glad the alcohol wore off."
"Um... About that.. My phone shows me that apparently I called you last night.. I wanted to know what i said cause honestly I barely remember."
He let out a giggle and then continued talking. "You honestly don't remember?"
"No..."
"You know what? I'm going to stop playing games with you cause I'll never get anywhere. Naya I thought I could trust you."
"What do you mean by-" She was cut off as Taylor raised his voice to continue.
"You left me a voicemail saying that you and Heather slept together and that you loved her and a lot more of stupid things! including that you missed her. Is that true or not?"
Naya just stayed silent not knowing what to answer. She took a deep breath and just tried to lie even though she was as nervous as fuck. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Cut the Crap Rivera! I know you're lying because that is the only thing that makes sense now! Heather has been really distant lately, I feel like she's hiding something from me, and you two are in a fight which is weird because you two never fight! I know there is something going on Naya I'm not stupid! And if you keep denying it I'm gonna show Heather that voicemail!"
Naya snapped. This was one secret that had to be buried and she was willing to do anything to keep it. "No! Ok ok fine we DID sleep together! I DO miss her! And well.. I guess.. I also... Love her... But I mean who wouldn't?!"
"Exactly. WHo wouldn't? But I have a problem with that. So I want you to stop."
"You want me to stop loving her?"
"I want you to stop loving her. I want you to stop talking to her (only when absolutely necessary). I want you to stop kissing her. I want you to stop sleeping with her. I want you to stop confusing her."
"What the hell, man?! I mean feelings can't just be erased like that! And she's my best friend, she won't let me go so easily I know her!"
"Feelings can't be erased, but voicemails can."
"Are you black mailing me?"
"Yes. Yes I am."
"Wowww... Haha that's kind of pathetic! What you don't have the balls to face this problem with her so you just cut me off? That's mature you dumbass. Wait till she finds out!"
"Oh but she won't! Cause YOU won't tell her! Cause if you, not only is this voicemail going to be heard by Heather, it will be heard by everyone who has internet access!"
"You wouldn't..."
"Oh! But I would! I'm not going to let you embarrass me the way you always do! I've been trying to play it nice for almost two years Naya! Two years! I've always been competing with you to have her attention. The only comfort I had was that she was all mine in bed and romantically! But now I have to share her in bed too?! What the fuck is the matter with you?!"
"Why can't you just talk to her about this?! I'm NOT YOU"RE GIRLFRIEND SHE IS!"
"Because I don't know if you noticed Naya, but our relationship is slowly turning into nothing. But I can't let that happen. WHy? Cause I love her and because our relationship helped me in my career a lot! My WHOLE career depends on that ONE GIRL and I WON'T LET YOU HAVE HER!"
"You fucking dumbass, if you use someone you don't really love them. I would never use her like that! I would treat her way better than what you would if we were ever together!"
"Says the girl who denies her love for her."
After a long pause, she responded "She deserves better than us..."
"She does actually. And you deserve better than this love mess she is giving you and all the critics. Plus she loves ME. So end of story. Now are we on the same page?"
She sighted, frustrated. "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to go to Heather's today at 3. Tell her you don't want to be friends anymore. And don't you dare tell her why because this voicemail would no longer be under my control."
"And what if I don't? You would never know you're not even here."
"Belive me, I will know."
"Ok! Fine. Whatever. Bye!"
And with that she hung up.
She went to Heather's at 3, just like she was told. Heather opened the door, quite surprised to see her best friend standing there.
"Naya?" She said.
"Yeah, can I come in?"
"Yeah..."
Naya went in and sat on the couch. Heather looked at Naya and admired her confidence.
"Heather can you come here and sit with me? We need to talk..."
"Ok.." She sat down next to her best friend. "What's up?"
"Look I just.." Naya trailed off as soon as she saw Heather sit down next to her. The curtain was a bit open, so the sun would hit her face in the gentlest, perfect way. Her skin and golden hair were shinning, making her look even more beautiful than what she really is. God she's so perfect..
"Look Naya.. Let me go first.. I honestly don't know what came over me last time.. It's just that I'm so confused and I don't know what to do! All I know is that I don't want to lose you. No, correction, I CAN'T lose you. You are really important to me and your friendship makes me so happy. I can't imagine my life without you, really." Heather said, noticing the pain in Naya's eyes. Naya just kept staring at her beautiful blue eyes. She brushed her finger against Heather's cheek, making her blush at the contact. Nothing is worth losing her. Naya thought to herself. Not even a stupid voicemail.. Not even worldwide mockery.. Not even billions of dollars.. Just nothing... Besides he really has no way of finding out that just him scaring me..
"You're not going to lose me sweetie. Trust me. And well-" Naya said smiling and then she got a text. She pulled out her phone and read it.
(3:07 pm) From: Fucking Taylor: Tell her it's your mom.
"Who is it?" Heather asked, noticing Naya's puzzled expression.
"Oh.. Um.. My mom.. But it can wait." She answered trying to hide the truth. Then she got a text.
(3:08 pm) From: Fucking Taylor: Now go outside and tell her you have to call your mom.
Naya was confused as fuck, but she did as she was told.
"Sorry Hemo, give me a minute, I have to call my mom." She said standing up and heading for the door.
"Ok.." Heather answered confused because Naya would never go outside for a phone call. Once outside, Naya called Taylor. He quickly picked up.
"Taylor what is it? I was doing what you told me to do!"
"No you weren't.." She heard the voice twice, which was weird but she ignored it. She made herself believe she was crazy.
"Yes I was! What makes you say I wasn't?"
"Let's just say walls can talk." She heard the voice twice again, which scared her. She slowly turned and then she saw him. The one man she wanted to kill. The one man she could never stand. The one man who has made everything with Heather so much more difficult.
"Hey, Naya." He said, smiling with an evil smile.
"What are you doing here?!" Naya whispered screaming, while hanging up the phone.
"Can't I come say hi to my girlfriend?"
"You don't even live in the same state!"
"You're right. I just came to visit."
"Asshole..."
"I heard the conversation, Naya. You weren't doing what we agreed on."
"Fine, I wasn't. Truth is, I don't care anymore! I love her and I'm tired of hiding! Show God the voicemail if you want I don't even give a damn anymore! " They were both whispering with screams at each other.
"Ever thought what would happen to HEATHER if it ever got out?"
"She would survive. I know her. She' not like me she won't kill herself about it. She has always been stronger. And this won't ruin her career because she is so talented!"
"I beg to differ. She does have a weak side and it is what people think of her, you should know that."
"We'll go through all that. Together."
"She doesn't even love you!"
"Oh but she said she did..."
"What?" He asked, getting madder by the second.
"She said she loved me." Naya said smiling, knowing she was winning the fight. "And I know she does." She really didn't but she needed to win this fight.
Taylor looked at her trying to find the right words to say. "She did say she was confused..."
"Yes she did. Cause she loves me."
"Ok, you said a few hours ago that if you were with her, you would treat her better. Was that a challenge?"
Naya just raised her eyebrows in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"You're right, I am being an asshole. I'm being an asshole because my heart and career depend on her. I don't want to lose her. I really do love her. Obviously, you love her too. And obviously she is confused. I did what I did out of desperation, so let's be fair here. Let's both fight for her heart. A fair fight. And let's let her chose. Deal?" He said calming down.
"What's the catch?" She said, puzzled.
"None."
"Rules?"
"We both play fairly and honestly. And we let HER chose. Winner keeps her, loser loses everthing, even contact with her. Oh! And we can't sleep with her!"
"Deal..."
They both shook hands, making this official.
"May the best man win." He said with confidence written all over his face.
"Or woman." Naya corrected.
And the game was on.
To be continued...
