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

forth in her living room trying to gather her thoughts. She’d been gone so long over a man that apparently didn’t love her the way that she loved him.
    “Damn, how could I have been so stupid?” She pondered quietly after finally getting Lil Romeo to go to sleep. “I may lose my business over this shit.” She knew that she worked hard and put in some long hours to get her own business up and running. Even though Olivia and her connections were the force behind helping her get up on her feet; she still felt like she’d put in the required work and had earned it.
    She sat on the sofa, putting her face in the palm of her hands. Everything had hit her at once. She’d been a bad friend to someone that had been nothing but good to her. She’d proven herself to be disloyal and certainly untrustworthy. How could she ever get any of that back? In her mind, there was no way that would ever happen. She’d made her bed hard and now she had to lie in it. As she sat there wiping her tears and looking over the contract to her nail salon, the phone rang. She looked down on the couch beside her to see that the glowing screen on her IPhone read, Mark. Anytime his name appeared on her caller ID her heart would melt. She was every bit of a love sick puppy when it came to him.
    “Hello,” she softly answered in between sniffs.
    “Hey,” Mark said. “You never called me back. Did you find out anything?”
    Felisha sighed from even being involved in any of this. “I called O’s phone.”
    Mark’s eyes widened, expecting the worse. “And, what happened?” he asked.
    “She answered.”
    He let out a deep breath. “She answered? What’d she say? Was she hurt?” He questioned quickly.
    Felisha just shook her head. No matter how much she tried to show him that she loved him, it always seemed that his heart belonged with only one person and that was Olivia.
    “Well,” he said waiting for a response.
    “Well, she wasn’t hit that’s for sure or she wouldn’t have been talking shit to me like she was.”
    Mark let out a relieved breath. Hearing those words took tons of pressure off of his chest. “What about that nigga?”
    “She didn’t give me any information on him, but she did say that for me to tell you to not worry about him or her, for that matter.”
    “She said that?” He asked. “So, you don’t know nothing about him?”
    “Nope, but I don’t believe you killed him. Her demeanor would’ve been a lot different when she was talking to me. Hell, I don’t believe that you shot him, either. You were to out of it to know anything. You probably just pulled the trigger during a blackout state of being then fled the scene. No telling what you saw or didn’t see.”
    Mark didn’t say a word. He was just taking it all in and feeling thankful that he hadn’t done anything to jeopardize his freedom. However, just because he didn’t hit anyone didn’t mean that they weren’t pressing charges.
    “Are you okay?” Felisha asked still feeling the blame for even telling him about Olivia’s affair. In her heart, she knew that she should’ve just left it alone.
    “I am and then I’m not. What I did to them wasn’t me. I don’t know what had gotten into me, but I’d changed in just that split second. Anger and rage came over me and it was a part of me that wanted them to pay for hurting me, but I never intended for any of this to happen.” He explained still feeling bad that he’d pulled the trigger on them. “They could still press charges against me and everything. No telling how this thing is going to play out.”
    “Well, if they’ve not pressed charges yet, then I don’t believe that they will.”
    “How do you know they haven’t already?” Mark pondered.
    “Because, my uncle works at the police department and I called in a favor. He had someone check the system for me and there is no warrant out for your arrest.” Felisha informed him.
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yes, believe me I’m sure.” She