Chapter 3
Shawn had just finished making dinner reservations at Tuscany for Belle and him. He then dialed up Belle number and told her to get dress. After talking to her, he decided to ask Phillip if he wanted to come. He knocked on Trista's door and got no answer, so he opened it. "What the hell going on here?" Shawn said, as his skin started to boil. Phillip shot up and Trista threw Shawn a dirty look. "Why do you care? You stopped caring a long time ago." "What the hell your talkin' about?" "You know what I'm talkin' about. I'm sure your just dying to have Belle to come over and fulfill your needs," Trista spat. "Just like you want Jason to fulfill yours. Speaking on that subject, did you sleep with him?" "If I did, what's it to you," she said standing up. "You promise that you wouldn't have sex until you were married." "Look who's talking, you broke every promise you made to me," Trista said, as her eyes started tearing up again. "I know you had sex with Belle, why you think I turn the stereo on everything she's in your room. You threw away almost nine years of friendship for that skinny anorexic bitch. As soon as high school started you acted like I was a got damn stranger to you. Do you know how that made me feel. I felt betrayed and it cut me deep. I became depressed and tried to kill myself twice, not once but twice. My parents took me to therapy and it took a year to get over my depression. Then for you to tell me that I mean nothing to you and that I don't exist to you, it made feel like dirt not to mention it opened up old wounds," Trista said breaking down. Shawn wrapped his arms around her to make sure she didn't collapse. He walked her over to her bed and continued to hold her.
Phillip looked on and prayed that Shawn and Trista could be friends now. "I'll get it," Phillip said, when he heard the doorbell ring. About five minutes later, Shawn pulled away from Trista and said, "Why don't you call your lover and have him comfort you. I have better things to do," Shawn said, standing up and leaving to go to his room. Trista started cryin' again.
"Where's Trista? She sounded upset on the phone," Jan said. "Yeah, what's wrong with her," Chloe asked. "Is it Shawn again," Mimi said. "Ladies, one at a time. First Trista is upstairs in her room with Shawn. Hopefully they are talking about becoming friends again," Phillip said, as they walked upstairs.
The four friends got to Trista's door and Mimi knocked on it. "Who is it?" a heart-broken Trista asked. "Tris, it's us, can we come in," Chloe said. "Come in." They can in and all the girls rushed to her side. "What happened? Where's Shawn?" Phillip asked. "He's in his room. After you left, he pulled away and said that I should call my lover and have him comfort me, cause he has been things to do," Trista said. "Damn it Shawn, what is the matter with you," Phillip mumbled, before going into his room.
"Shawn what's up man, why you brush her off after she opened up to you?" Phillip asked. "I don't feel like talking right now ok. I'm about to leave in a few, so tell Trista I'll be back later on," Shawn said. The doorbell rung and he left to get it. Phillip went through the adjoining door to Trista room. "Hey Where's Trista?" he asked noticing that she wasn't in the room. "She went to answer the door," Mimi said.
Trista looked in the eye hole to see who it was and saw that it was Belle. "Go away, you not wanted here," Trista said through the door. "Open the door, I'm not playing," Belle yelled. "Sorry no can do, you have twenty seconds to get off the property or I'll call security to escort you off," Trista said. "You will do no such thing." Trista turned around and came face to face with the last person she wanted to see right now. "Move, so I can go now," Shawn said. "Where are you going?" "That's none of your business." "You see this," Trista said holding her exquisite engagement ring up to his face. "It makes everything you do my business." "Shawn c'mon we're gonna be late and you know how Maggie is," Belle yelled. "So your going to Tuscany and without me, I don't think so," Trista said leaning against the door. "How would it look if you go to Tuscany with that hussy and I'm not there. You either let everybody go or don't go at all." Shawn knew what she was talking about and he really didn't feel like hearing his mother mouth. "Fine go get ready," he said dialing up Tuscany. "Umm.Maggie it's me Shawn instead of table for two make it seven," Shawn said hanging up. Trista reached up and kissed him on the lips before heading upstairs. Shawn let Belle in and Belle slapped him. "How dare you let her ruin our special night," she said, as Shawn rubbed the red spot on his face.
Shawn had just finished making dinner reservations at Tuscany for Belle and him. He then dialed up Belle number and told her to get dress. After talking to her, he decided to ask Phillip if he wanted to come. He knocked on Trista's door and got no answer, so he opened it. "What the hell going on here?" Shawn said, as his skin started to boil. Phillip shot up and Trista threw Shawn a dirty look. "Why do you care? You stopped caring a long time ago." "What the hell your talkin' about?" "You know what I'm talkin' about. I'm sure your just dying to have Belle to come over and fulfill your needs," Trista spat. "Just like you want Jason to fulfill yours. Speaking on that subject, did you sleep with him?" "If I did, what's it to you," she said standing up. "You promise that you wouldn't have sex until you were married." "Look who's talking, you broke every promise you made to me," Trista said, as her eyes started tearing up again. "I know you had sex with Belle, why you think I turn the stereo on everything she's in your room. You threw away almost nine years of friendship for that skinny anorexic bitch. As soon as high school started you acted like I was a got damn stranger to you. Do you know how that made me feel. I felt betrayed and it cut me deep. I became depressed and tried to kill myself twice, not once but twice. My parents took me to therapy and it took a year to get over my depression. Then for you to tell me that I mean nothing to you and that I don't exist to you, it made feel like dirt not to mention it opened up old wounds," Trista said breaking down. Shawn wrapped his arms around her to make sure she didn't collapse. He walked her over to her bed and continued to hold her.
Phillip looked on and prayed that Shawn and Trista could be friends now. "I'll get it," Phillip said, when he heard the doorbell ring. About five minutes later, Shawn pulled away from Trista and said, "Why don't you call your lover and have him comfort you. I have better things to do," Shawn said, standing up and leaving to go to his room. Trista started cryin' again.
"Where's Trista? She sounded upset on the phone," Jan said. "Yeah, what's wrong with her," Chloe asked. "Is it Shawn again," Mimi said. "Ladies, one at a time. First Trista is upstairs in her room with Shawn. Hopefully they are talking about becoming friends again," Phillip said, as they walked upstairs.
The four friends got to Trista's door and Mimi knocked on it. "Who is it?" a heart-broken Trista asked. "Tris, it's us, can we come in," Chloe said. "Come in." They can in and all the girls rushed to her side. "What happened? Where's Shawn?" Phillip asked. "He's in his room. After you left, he pulled away and said that I should call my lover and have him comfort me, cause he has been things to do," Trista said. "Damn it Shawn, what is the matter with you," Phillip mumbled, before going into his room.
"Shawn what's up man, why you brush her off after she opened up to you?" Phillip asked. "I don't feel like talking right now ok. I'm about to leave in a few, so tell Trista I'll be back later on," Shawn said. The doorbell rung and he left to get it. Phillip went through the adjoining door to Trista room. "Hey Where's Trista?" he asked noticing that she wasn't in the room. "She went to answer the door," Mimi said.
Trista looked in the eye hole to see who it was and saw that it was Belle. "Go away, you not wanted here," Trista said through the door. "Open the door, I'm not playing," Belle yelled. "Sorry no can do, you have twenty seconds to get off the property or I'll call security to escort you off," Trista said. "You will do no such thing." Trista turned around and came face to face with the last person she wanted to see right now. "Move, so I can go now," Shawn said. "Where are you going?" "That's none of your business." "You see this," Trista said holding her exquisite engagement ring up to his face. "It makes everything you do my business." "Shawn c'mon we're gonna be late and you know how Maggie is," Belle yelled. "So your going to Tuscany and without me, I don't think so," Trista said leaning against the door. "How would it look if you go to Tuscany with that hussy and I'm not there. You either let everybody go or don't go at all." Shawn knew what she was talking about and he really didn't feel like hearing his mother mouth. "Fine go get ready," he said dialing up Tuscany. "Umm.Maggie it's me Shawn instead of table for two make it seven," Shawn said hanging up. Trista reached up and kissed him on the lips before heading upstairs. Shawn let Belle in and Belle slapped him. "How dare you let her ruin our special night," she said, as Shawn rubbed the red spot on his face.