Sex, Lies & Alibis

Deadly Beginnings

Diamond's POV:

Now you know I had to call in the forces as soon as August proposed. I called up Karrueche, Zendaya, and Serayah. We met at Joan Pillow Atlanta and picked a Stunning Vera Wang Hilary Chantilly Lace Wedding Dress after a total of 6 hours.

"So when did you set the date for?" Karrueche asked, handing me my purse. When we were outside, I answered.

"September first." I replied as we walked across the street to Starbucks.
I ordered a S'mores frappe and went to get our table.
Once we all settled, Zendaya dropped the bomb.

"I'm dating Trevor."

"Trevor, who?" Karrueche and I asked at the same time.

Zendaya sipped her Caramel Mocha and smiled.

"Jackson." She finally said and I almost fell out of my chair.

Those two had been flirting for years and never got the courage to make it official.

"Girl! Finally!" Serayah laughed.

Brittany's POV:

I walked into my house.
I was coming from finding my dress with Traci.
She stayed behind to watch over the four hundred grand attire.

"Prada?!" I yelled, because she's usually at the door.

I looked in the kitchen and livingroom.

"Prada!!!"

She can't be upstairs, I said to myself, because she is too scared to go up there alone.

I went upstairs anyways.
As I walked into my room, I jumped. On the bed was Prada...AND CHRIS!

"Oh! Hey." I said

"Wassup."

"What're you doing here? How'd you get in?"

"Im here to talk and Paulo let me in the gate and gave me a key."

Paulo is apart of my security and gate-keeping team.

"He gave you a key?"

Chris nodded and laid back onto my bed.

"Chris, we have nothing to talk about. You told me not to fuck with you. Remember?"

I walked into my restroom and closed the door.
Once I used the restroom and took off my makeup, I walked out.

When I noticed Chris wasn't anywhere in my room, I called out his name.

"Chris?"

No answer.

I went into my closet and put on my white Adidas joggers and sportsbra.

I put on my white and black Roshes, and made my way downstairs for my daily walk. Chris could join if he liked...I didn't really care.

He was sitting on my kitchen counter.

"Really, Chris?" I frowned.
Prada barked at him.

She never barks at daddy! Why is she barking?

He got up and then I saw the shiny knife on the counter. He had a black object in his hand.

He started towards me and I noticed it was a gun.

"Chris?" I started to back away.

"Why, Brittany? Why?"

"Chris it was an accident! We were both drunk!"

I continued backing up.

"Yea...right."

"Wait! What about Royalty! Huh?" I threw out.