Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

Part 30 - Olandria

a/n: i think i saved cat, dog, and hamster with this chapter. prolly idk

It was so quiet in the Speak Easy that Olandria could hear someone pissing in the bathroom downstairs.

Probably a guy.

Probably Austin.

Or maybe Nic, since he always pissed on the toilet seats.

Probably fucking Nic. The gross piece of shit, with no respect for others. No mindfulness to keep the toilet seat up when he pisses, to at least fucking wipe when he was done pissing.

Fucking gross Nic, a fucking boy.

Nic was a fucking boy.

"Olly..." Chelley whispered, holding her hand. Olandria was glaring at the ugly orange fucking walls that were reflecting the hues from the colorful liquids in glass bottles.

"He's a fucking piece of shit," Coco snapped with a frown. "I should really go down and cuss that dumb bitch out, what the fuck? How the fuck your heart race to ANOTHER WOMAN and then you fuck around and cuff-"

"Coco, it's okay," Olandria interrupted calmly. "I really don't know what I was expecting—that's exactly like him to do."

Chelley was nervously chewing on her bottom lip. "Olly, maybe you should talk to him?"

"And say what?" Olandria said, a bit too roughly.

Chelley shrugged. "An explanation, maybe? Like, ask him why he closed things off with Cierra so suddenly."

"I'm not asking him shit," Olandria responded swiftly, shooting up. She snapped as she paced around. "I told that man I needed to talk to him, we had a whole ass heart to motherfuckin' heart last night! What the hell do I need to hear from his ass? This exactly the way he is, he a piece of shit who like to chase and then go to the next piece a' pussy he can get when it gets too real. He a scary ass nigga, he ain't fucking shit."

Coco nodded, patting her index finger against her thumb. Chelley was still quiet and concerned, watching Olandria pace around.

Anger was flooding out of her now, and she could feel her face contorting into one of sheer rage, one angry and hurt, so deeply fucking hurt, so deeply fucking mad at herself for-

"I trusted his ass! He told me to trust him, and I was too afraid to, and I fucking knew it. Smooth talking ass nigga, making it out to be like it's hard for him to get vulnerable with people. Ain't shit vulnerable, he sit there, talk about his sins and then expect a fucking candy bar cos he's a little ass boy. Hes a fucking boy, just like Taylor and every other nigga on this fucking villa."

"Olly-"

"Everything he told Cierra? He was telling me. He was telling me that he didn't even fucking want her. He liked her ass, but he wanted me. And I felt bad about that shit, because I fucking believed him! I believed his dumbass, but he don't fucking want me, so now I'm the dumbass." She punched her fist against the palm of her hand, seething in anger. "He played my ass bro, he really fucking did."

"Baby, you making me dizzy, you gotta sit," Coco said.

Olandria ignored her. "I'm really so dumb. I'm stupid, I'm so fucking stupid-"

She wasn't called herself stupid years. Worked hard to get rid of that mentality.

And it was all rolling back

"No, you're not," Chelley exclaimed. "You are not stupid, you just didn't know-"

"No, I'm fucking stupid," Olandria doubled down, staring at the girls. "He looked Bell-a straight in the eyes and told her she was fine after kissing her, just to pick Cierra. He told everyone he missed Cierra, and kissed me the moment we had to couple up. Coupled up with Cierra, and still snuck outside every night saying 'I'm yours, I wanna be yours.' Allat fucking talk, all he fucking does is talk. And I fell for that shit, cos I'm fuckin' stupid.