"What the fuck?!"
The sound made my body jump because unlike Normani, I knew who the voice belonged to. Looking up at the woman who stood in the threshold with folded arms. I wasn't even aware of Normani's vanish, it was assumed she ventured into the connected bathroom due to the door now being completely shut. I was too wrapped up in searching for an answer, how did Ryan figure me out?
"So this is what or shall I say, who, you do behind my back?" Ryan practically growled, finally speaking since the three words she yelled upon her arrival.
I felt completely foolish being that all I could do was stare at her. I hadn't moved a muscle, not to put my clothes on or try to apologize to Ryan, mostly because I wasn't apologetic. At least not to Ryan.
But Normani... God, Normani.
That thought was enough to help me regain my senses, rushing up in seconds and scurrying around the room to gather my clothing. Quickly, I dressed myself in lastnight's attire. I could sense Ryan's brown eyes on me, I'm sure she was curious as to why I hadn't acknowledged her and what caused my sudden burst of energy.
"I'm almost certain you can hear me." She spoke, the exasperation laced in her voice. Of course I heard her, she was so loud that it convinced me our neighboring states had heard her also. Spinning around and looking at my first love, I watched her knit her eyebrows together and frown for a split second before replacing it with a scowl. Typical Ryan.
"Ryan," I mumbled, attempting to gather my thoughts. The situation I was in left me bewildered, I was disappointed in myself, this was never supposed to happen like this. "I just need a minute to recollect myself."
Ryan scoffed before my sentence was even complete. "Megan," She started and I gathered from her tone how this would end. "You have got a lot of nerve to even say that aloud, I'm the one who's been betrayed, if anything I should need a minute."
A conversation was something Ryan and I could hardly ever have. I wasn't sure how other people were able to partake in chatting with her, she made everything about her. Sure, I stepped out of what we called a marriage but it was many things that led up to this and Ryan wasn't as innocent as she had everyone convinced.
With a sigh and shrug, I decided I could use my energy for another woman. The woman I loved.
"Mani?" I called out, my body pressed against the bathroom door as I knocked aggressively.
She resided in there for far too long to just be dressing herself and if I knew correctly, there were about a billion raindrops falling from her eyes. Normani didn't possess a loud sob cry, her cry was the quietest, the cry you become the master of due to always having to pretend you're fine, making sure no one heard your true reality.
"Babygirl?" I tried again, hoping that the nickname I dubbed her would tug at the strings of her heart and she'd at least step out to hear my explanation.
I could hear Ryan scoff and she was so predictable that I knew her arms were probably folded. "You opt to ignore your wife yet you console the side hoe?"
"Ryan, watch what you say." I warned, I wasn't about to tolerate the slandering of Normani and I also refused to let there be a fight. One thing about Normani, she would not allow anyone to disrespect her.
Normani was an overall sweetheart but she didn't take any shit. Her temper was a bomb and if you ticked her off, she'd explode all over you.
I could hear the doorknob twist from the other side, a sigh leaving my parted lips, I wasn't sure if it was an anxious or relieved sigh. I couldn't even pinpoint where my head was, this whole ordeal was driving me mad. The door swung open and puffy, red eyes met mine.
