"Sooo, what do you want to do?" Aiyana asks, looking up at Amelie. She shrugs and sighs.

"Anything."

"Why are you running away from Caesar anyway?" She says, and Amelie scoffs.

"He thinks I fucked Damien." She says, looking down. "Or, well, it was implied. Very implied."

"Oh." Aiyana says, and Amelie nods, sinking into her seat and putting her hands over her face.

"I think he wants to break up." She whispers.

"I'm sure he doesn't. I'm sure he's just-"

"No. No, I think we aren't going to last long. A-and, I'm sorry that I'm just running away from him and not working anything out and just sitting her and being a baby, but I-I'm scared. I don't wanna break up. I didn't fuck Damien, and even he's said that, but still. Everything's falling apart."

"Amelie…" Aiyana says, then gets up, putting her hands on Amelie's, pulling them off of her face. "Amelie, you need to go to Caesar and talk to him!" She says, and Amelie shakes her head.

"I can't. Not right now. Not while he's this mad." She says quietly.

"Wow." Aiyana says, taking a step back. She was taking a huge leap at this and she knew it was going to hurt. "I thought you were Champ. I thought you were my right hand, ready to kill someone for me and our people. You can do all that, yet you can't even talk to Caesar." She says, shaking her head.

Amelie scoffs. "You were the one who had to have Thomas take care of that nigga. You couldn't even shoot him in the arm."

"Shut up! That isn't the point!" Aiyana says, trying not to smile. "The point is, you can do all this shit, but you can't even talk to a nigga-" They were cut off by a crash, and Amelie shoots up, frightened. She looks at Aiyana.

"Did you hear-" She was cut off by another crash and several voices. Aiyana takes a deep breath, then runs toward the sound, Amelie following her. They reach where the sounds were coming from, the kitchen and Amelie stops. She meets eyes with a bloody Damien and a perfectly fine looking Caesar fighting, Cairo trying to stop them.

"How did they get in here?" Aiyana asks, rushing to Cairo's side and pulling Caesar away from Damien. Amelie takes a step forward, toward Damien, but stops. What was she doing. She looks at Caesar, who was struggling out of Cairo and Aiyana's grip and walks to him, right in front of him.

"What are you doing?" She asks, and he raises an eyebrow.

"What does it look like?" Damien asks, crossing his arms. "This bitch nigga came to me looking for a fight."

"Shut the fuck up!" Caesar says. "You were over here looking for my girl! What, you wanna fuck her again!"

"We didn't fuck!" Damien and Amelie say in unison. Damien shakes his head.

"Fucking insecure bitch." He mutters, causing Caesar to yell at him. "I was looking for her to give her her fucking lighter back." He says, pulling the lighter out. Amelie looks at him. "I swear on my mother's life I wasn't looking for trouble." He says, his voice getting quieter. "I mean, if wanting to see you again meant causing trouble, then maybe I should stop swearing on my mother."

"Damien." Amelie says, her voice filled with warning. Caesar pulls out of Cairo's grip and takes a step behind Amelie, wrapping an arm around her waist and making her jump.

"You know you were trying to steal her, and I should-"

"Caesar." Amelie says, pulling herself out of his grip. She moves in between the two and faces her boyfriend. "Caesar, he says he wasn't trying to start anything."

"Yeah, he's a fucking liar!"

"Then what provoked you?" Damien asks. "What provoked this fight?"

"And how did y'all get in here?" Aiyana says, and Cairo sighs.

"My bad. I heard the door, opened it and there they were, attacking each other." He mutters, and Aiyana shakes her head.

"Look, I came here to return some shit, not fight." Damien says, and walks to her, handing Amelie the lighter. "I didn't want a repeat of last time, but it looks like this time I was worse." He says, and wipes the cut under his eye. "I hope your fucking gorilla didn't mess up my shit too bad." He says, and Amelie narrows her eyes at him.

Caesar crosses his arm. "You deserved it."

"Yeah, giving someone their fucking lighter means attacking them. Great excuse in court, asshole."

"W-wait, your pressing charges?" Amelie asks, stopping him. He raises an eyebrow.

"Maybe. Haven't thought too much about it yet. Possibly."

"Damien!" Amelie says. "Do not take-"

"If he wants to take me to court let him." Caesar says. "I can beat his ass there too."

"Caesar, you're being idiotic." Aiyana says. "You know what they would do if you harassed him in court? That's the stupidest thin-"

"I'd get bailed out." He says, crossing his arm.

"By who?" Amelie asks, and Damien smirks, holding in his laughter. "Who has the money to bail you out?"

"Amelie, you are the right hand to-"

"Caesar, I can't. I don't get paid for this shit!" She mutters, pulling him closer to her. "Please, just stop being stupid, apologize and-"

"Apologize? You want me to give this nigga an apology?"

"That would be nice." Damien says.

"You must think I'm soft." Caesar says, pushing her away.

"Caesar, what is wrong with you?" Aiyana says, taking a step forward. "This is not the Caesar I know."

"I'm fucking angry!" He shouts. "I'm angry that my fucking girlfriend is fucking one of her exes! And-"

"I am not fucking him!" Amelie shouts, getting in his face. "If you say I'm fucking him one more time, I'm going to fucking explode! How dare you! Once this nigga gets into your head, you assume that we are fucking! No! We are not, and I repeat, ARE FUCKING NOT having sex together! You get that?" She yells, taking a deep breath afterward. She runs a hand through her hair. She was so angry.

"If you aren't fucking him, then what are you doing? He's always around and-"

"Ok, is that what you want Caesar?" Amelie says, taking a step back. "You keep talking about it, do you want me to fuck him?"

"Of course not, what type of shi-"

"Then shut the fuck up about it!" She responds, cutting him off once more. "If that's not what you want, then stop talking about it." She shakes her head and moves to walk off, but Caesar grabs her hand and pulls her back in front of him.

"And if I don't?" He says, and she shrugs.

"Then you really are insecure." She says, pulling away from him.

He looks at her shocked. "Fine. This is it then. I'm done with all this extra shit." He says, and she nods.

"I know." She said, her voice going quiet. "That's good." She turns to Aiyana. "Told you." She mutters, and shakes her head, a small smile on her face and she turns back to Caesar.

They stare at each other until Caesar looks away, walking off and out of the house.

"Well, that was quick." Damien mutters, and Amelie turns to him, her tears already falling from her eyes.

"Yeah. Thanks." She says, shaking her head. She turns to Aiyana. "I'm going home." She says, and walks to the door, then stops. "I'm sorry for being such a brat Cairo." She says, turning back to him. He sighs and walks forward, pulling her into a hug.

"Whatever." He mutters as she grips his shirt tightly, crying into his chest. "Everything will be fine." He rubs her back, trying to stop her cries.


TWO YEARS LATER

Amelie sighs and crosses her legs, watching as Damien smokes the cigarette. "Why did you call me here?"

"Wanna get married?" He asks, and she raises an eyebrow, then laughs.

"It's been two years since we've talked and the first thing you ask is not 'how are you' or 'you look nice, did you let your hair grow out' but it's 'wanna get married.' By the way, I am fine, and yes, I did let my hair grow." She says, and he turns to face her. She had changed. She still didn't wear makeup, which made him a happy man. Her dark red curls had grown down to her elbows and framed her face nicely.

"Well, it looks nice, now, do you wanna get married?"

"No, not really." She says, grabbing the hair tie around her wrist and putting her hair in a ponytail, checking her phone. She looks around, the wind blowing around them. They were sitting outside of a cafe, a nice warm cup of coffee in front of her. She picks it up and sips it, smiling at the taste. It was better than she expected.

"Well, do you wanna go out?"

"I'm kinda busy with work." She says, putting the cup down. "We can be friends."

"I don't want to be friends, mon amour."

"Oh, well doesn't that suck." She says, a smirk on her face.

"Then can you buy me some food?" He asks, pouting and she scoffs.

"You have a job, don't you?"

"Well, yeah, but still! I'm trying to save up for your engagement ring."

"I said no." She says, and he leans forward, and smiles.

"I know, but that answer can always be changed."

"What makes you think I'll ever be with you ever again?" She says, sipping the coffee.

"Well, I've changed, and so have you. And besides, I told Caesar a long time ago that once he was done with you, I'd never let you go, and I don't plan to."

She rolls her eyes. "Well then you, my friend, are going to have to wait several long years before I even think about going out with you. Then several more long years if we ever do get together."

He shrugs. "I'm ready for it." She shakes her head and checks her phone once more.

"I gotta go." She says, getting up. He follows suit and stands.

"What's happening?" He asks, walking her to her car.

"I have to get pretty for the wedding."

"Wedding? Not yours I assume."

"No, Aiyana's."

"Oh, her and Cairo's." He says, and she nods. "You know I've been invited too." He says, and she looks at him, an eyebrow raised.

"That's nice." She says. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Maybe… maybe we can get ready together?" He asks, and she inhales, shaking her head.

"What a kind offer… I'll think about it." She says, getting into the car and putting her coffee into the cup holder. She rolls down the window and leans forward, starting the car. "No." She says, slowly pulling off.

"I love you!" He shouts, waving to her as she drives off. He sighs and smiles, turning to face the people who had been watching."That woman is divine." He says, walking to his own car.


And that's it. The End lol. Aiyana and Cairo got married, Amelie is single and isn't ready to mingle. Caesar is doing his own thing, working on getting his own business. Riley and Cindy became friends once more, bonding over their hate for Amelie (jk jk) and are going to parties and whatever. Huey and Jazmine are taking care of their marriage. And last but not least, Samaya has been forgotten lol. I wanted it to end like this, have everything kinda resolved and not resolved. Like, will Amelie and Damien ever get together? Or will Amelie go back to Caesar, or maybe someone else? Who knows! Lol, I love being a writer. Welp, onto the next one. Goodbye and thank you oh so very much! Love you!