Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40
That weekend, though, as she stood at one of the few remaining video stores around with Becky—who loved the outdated store—trying to pick a movie, she couldn’t help but wonder what he was up to.
“Do you think it’s normal for guys to go out and do … guy stuff?” Laylah asked.
“I feel like this is a trick question.” Becky put the latest horror back on the shelf and turned toward her. “Come on, you’re supposed to be helping me.”
“I am.”
“No, you’re not. You’re moaning about Blue. Trust me. He’s fine. He’s doing guy stuff. You’re totally supposed to be paying attention to me.”
Laylah looked at her friend and her suspicions rose.
“You and John normally do movie night,” she said.
“And now you and I are going to be doing it.”
“Why?”
Becky glared at her, holding up a shark movie.
“Hell, no, and stop evading me right now. Just tell me.”
“There’s nothing to tell. I swear, since you became a girlfriend, you’re like, highly suspicious. John’s on a date with his girlfriend. The one he’s already engaged to and intends to marry.”
Layla didn’t believe it. Being on a date never stopped John from enjoying movie night.
Becky picked up her pace, and Laylah caught up with her, grabbing her arm and spinning her around.
“What gives?”
“Nothing gives. You need to learn to trust.”
“I’m not stupid, Becky. You and John have been doing the movie thing for years. His girlfriend has always been on dates with you guys. Trust me. I know what I’m talking about because I used to be part of them as well. What the hell is going on?”
Becky groaned. “I told John this wouldn’t work, but he said to keep you distracted with the movies.”
“What the fvck does John have to do with this?”
“You really don’t know?” Becky asked.
She growled, ignoring the glares and whispers from a couple of customers trying to pick their own movie.
She didn’t care what they were trying to do. Her best friend was being a giant pain in the arse.
“Clearly, I don’t know.”
“John is with Blue.”
“Since when did John join in with the jocks?”
Becky ran her fingers through her hair.
“Can you drop it and just accept that something amazing is going to happen come Monday?”
This time, Laylah tilted her head at her friend.
“You know I hate surprises. Come on, Becky, stop being a pain and tell me. Is Blue going to dump me? Is that what this is about?” She hadn’t thought of it like that and it certainly didn’t make her excited.
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