CHAPTER 2

"You two never ceaze to amaze me. Bel, it has been three fucking years and still that kind of affection you two emit, it's still fucking fresh." she spoke her mind out loud as we entered the car.

"That's why I insist on you, Samantha Russell, to find your self a man." I bit my words knowing clear she has never settled down or better have such thoughts of settling down.

It has been all drama for her to the extent of a soap opera, concerning relationships. One month she is in a super serious relationship the next she ain't in one, single indeed. She says she is looking for the best yet one way or another she always ends up with either total assholes or idiots. Am really starting to doubt her choices concerning men.

"Relax, Belinda, amma find my self a man. Sooner or later. You'll see" she assured me. Yah wishful thinking. Good luck to her. Judging by how quick she falls in love and out of love I doubt she will find him sooner. Later am sure of that but sooner, naah.

Well that's that. She drove us back to my apartment where we had settled in destroying my apartment with our little bitchy party. By which her on the other hand, she invited couple of dudes even though I didn't like the thought of it. I knew I'd get drunk and do silly stuffs, by which Douglas would find soon and it will be a whole lecture.

" Enjoy the night missy, me am going to enjoy myself by making out with any guy that says am pretty." she was dead serious about it.

"Sam don't trash my sheets." I warned teasingly.

"Don't worry I'll buy you new ones. We have the money. Right?" she shouted back heading down the hallway to the direction of the bedroom with a tall dark masculine guy.

That I knew I needed new bed, new sheets and new mattress. The party went well since we all enjoyed the night. The fact was I didn't know a single soul here that's what made it super fun. It was all drink and enjoy music. Some dude got drunk and told me his life long story. The nerve of me, there I was listening keenly and teasing him knowing clear he won't remember anything we talk about. Anyways who doesn't like free food and alcohol on top.

The night was still young when we decided to end the party. Most guys were already drunk and I didn't want any of them sleeping over. It was barely midnight but we had to. Tomorrow was a busy day too. I needed to go to work and Sam needed to finish up some of her jewelry deliveries.

"You phycho." I spoke upon seeing her in one of my pj's.

"What, can't I have a peace of mind in my own home?" she asked shamefully without a hint of shame in her voice.

"Darling, it's my apartment, basically it's my home." I stated.

"We are best friends for crying out loud. Your pj's are mine too plus your apartment is mine too. Live with that."

"Better replace my beddings tomorrow or else I'll kill you." I threatened.

"Fine lil missy." she hissed getting under covers.

We settled in for the night in the sitting area cause I wasn't going to sleep on those dirty sheets left by Sam. The small bed we had made for ourselves wasn't that comfortable compared to my cozy one, but it will do for the night.

" So when is Harvey going to propose?" Sam asked out of the blues yawning.

"I have no idea." I paused. "Anyways we are not in any rush. We still have a lot to ourselves before thinking about starting a family." I stated.

"Excuses lil missy." She spoke. "Am pretty sure he is taking his time, that's forever. Are you sure he wants to take the next step with this your relationship? I mean not to jinx it but it has been three years, Bell, three fucking amazing years of your lives."

She was right, it has been three years now. No engagement. No marriage. No kids. Just us two fooling around as if the world revolves around us. Sometimes I wonder if he still wants to be with me yet he has never given me any doubts to believe he doesn't.

" Maybe it's high time you talk to him about it. "she suggested.

" I don't know you know him, he'll get in his moods again. Remember the last time I asked and he ended up travelling for a month to hide from me. "

" Yeah, that was very cowardly of him. " she laughed at the end.

We both laughed at that thought. Even though he is a grown man sometimes he ends up doing somethings that will make me term him as a kid.

" Better make sure he still wants to be with you for the rest of his life. I don't want you crying over it when he ruins the three years you build together."

"Sam, cut me some slack." I begged.

"I just want to be sure. Plus am pretty sure your family is hot head on you about marriage stuffs. You will be turning Twenty two in four months time. Right?"

"Yeah." I agreed.

"Start planning your future now. Time to take over the family business and stop fooling around with poker game." she advised.

"Look whose talking." I paused sitting up while eyeing her. "You enjoy the money."

"Yah I do but...Your future is important too."

" Fine. I'll think about it. "

Samantha Russell was the first person I knew when I relocated here. We met at a night club one Saturday evening. We both spoke about our shitty lives that we mourned together filling our empty emotions with the most expensive drinks. Till then we have been best of mates. Saving each other from ones misery.

With that we both said our good night's as we retired for the night.