Chapter 62

AVA

   I hear Valerie's bitter laugh. God I fucking hate this bitch. I look out the window and they're gone. Except his car that's parked outside the restaurant. I know what we had wasn't a relationship but we own each other. He doesn't get to sleep with other women, especially his ex. 

" I'm not surprised you sold yourself to the Xavier's just to live like this. Clothes?" I turn to look at Valerie. She's scowling at me. 

   Fuck this shit. I've had enough of this bitch.

" Look at you, you're fuckin' older than me and you're fucking dumb. You couldn't even do good with your life. You're a fucking stripper Val."

" Yeah and I'm not ashamed of it. You have nothing Ava. You and I know you were sold to the Xavier's, you fucking thief." I clench my fist. I badly wanna ram fist into her fake cheek right now. I bite my lip in anger. I don't have time for this. 

" You remember in that storage room in Cunningham's bi