Drunk in Love 3: An Original Love Story by Tiece, Cole Hart

calling me?” She answered with a very stern attitude.
    A part of Felisha felt relieved to hear her voice. “Are you okay?” She hesitantly questioned.
    “Why? Does it fucking matter? If it hadn’t been for you running your mouth, Mark wouldn’t have ever come after me like that. Hadn’t you BEEN FUCKING my husband? Why the fuck was it so important for you tell him some shit about me?”
    Felisha cleared her throat trying to buy some time, because Olivia was absolutely right. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what else to say, but I’m sorry.”
    “So, you’re admitting the fact that you’d been fucking Mark all of these years?”
    “I uh… Look, it’s not what you’re making it out to be.”
    “Well, explain it to me then. I’m listening,” Olivia said just wanting to hear the facts for herself. She was done playing games with Felisha and Mark. “Just come out with it.” She insisted.
    “O’, it’s not what you’re making this out to be. I just wanted to call and make sure that you were good.”
    “Why would you want to know that? Did Mark call you to investigate for him?” She angrily shook her head. “Where is the coward? Is he there with you?”
    “No, he’s not here with me.” Felisha quickly answered.
    “But he did call you, huh?” She asked. “Why the fuck he couldn’t be a man and call himself? He is the one that pulled the Evel Knievel stunt.”
    “I’m sorry that happened. How is Zay?” She quickly asked, hoping to get more information to calm Mark down.
    Olivia’s neck jerked a little. How dare this bitch wanna know how the fuck he’s doing? “Don’t you or Mark fucking worry about it!” She scolded her. “You just relay this message to Mark since you’re playing his lil do-girl at the moment. Tell that bitch that he will be going down for this! He think that fucking with you was bad, well tell him it’s about to get worse. The next time he pulls out a gun he needs to make sure that he finishes the job, because now I’m gonna drain his ass in this divorce. And, just so you know. You can have him. He’s all yours since this is the man that you’ve wanted all of these years.”
    Felisha didn’t know what to say. “O’, it doesn’t have to be like-”
    Olivia quickly cut her off. “It’s already like this, thanks to you fucking him behind my back & running your big ass mouth. You were never my friend. It’s sad that I’m just now realizing it.”
    “I still love you, O’ regardless of what or how you may feel and I hope that if nothing else we can still be business partners.”
    “Ha, Bitch you don’t know what love is.” Olivia said almost wanting to laugh. “You and Mark better find some damn good lawyers because y’all both are gonna need them.” And with that, Olivia hung up in Felisha’s face, leaving her feeling fucked up. The only thing that got her through the entire conversation was the fact that Olivia never mentioned Lil Romeo. It was apparent that she hadn’t heard about it, yet. She knew then, without a doubt, that she’d better find a damn good lawyer to keep her shop. There was no way that Olivia would play remotely nice once that news hit her ears.
    As Olivia sat there fuming that Felisha would have the audacity to call her, Zoe and Dillon walked out of the Wal-Mart. Watching how close they’d gotten in so little time had Olivia thinking. It was something going on with them that neither had revealed yet, but in due time it was certainly going to come out.
    Dillon opened up the passenger car door first as Zoe got inside the car. Olivia couldn’t wait to slide in a few words before Dillon got in.
    “He’s opening up doors for you now? I mean, what’s going on, kiddo? Y’all just met tonight.” Olivia questioned with a slight smirk on her face.
    “Just because you’re two years older than me doesn’t mean that you know everything.” Zoe said with soft smile. “He’s just being a gentleman.”
    “Well, that would certainly run in