After Shayla apologized, Lauren told her everything about Iman and delicia. What happend next! 😱 Full Story Below 👇

After Shayla apologized, Lauren told her everything about Iman and delicia. What happend next! 😱 



Lauren:
…So yeah. That’s everything. Iman didn’t just talk to Delicia—he was sneaking around with her for weeks.

Shayla:
Weeks?!
Lauren, are you serious right now?

Lauren:
Dead serious. I saw the messages. Voice notes. Inside jokes. All of it.

Shayla:
Nah. Because last month he was acting all holy like, “I hate drama, I hate messy people.”
Meanwhile he is the drama.

Lauren:
Exactly. And Delicia knew about me. That’s the wildest part.

Shayla:
Wait—she KNEW knew? Or like… “heard a rumor” knew?

Lauren:
No. KNEW.
She asked him, “So what about Lauren?”

Shayla:
Oh my—
So she still went through with it???

Lauren:
Mhm. And he told her, “It’s complicated.”

Shayla:
That phrase needs to be illegal.

Lauren:
I swear. Every time a man says that, someone’s about to get hurt.

Shayla:
I’m actually shaking for you right now.
And I’m mad at myself too… because I defended Delicia before.

Lauren:
You didn’t know. Don’t do that.

Shayla:
Still. I feel stupid.

Lauren:
You’re not stupid. They were just good liars.

(There’s a pause. Shayla exhales hard.)

Shayla:
So what happened when you confronted him?

Lauren:
At first? He denied it. Straight face.
Told me I was “overthinking.”

Shayla:
Classic gaslight starter pack.

Lauren:
Then I pulled out my phone and played the voice note.

Shayla:
OH???

Lauren:
His face dropped.
Like… color drained. Silence.

Shayla:
As it should.

Lauren:
And then he had the nerve to say,
“I didn’t think it would hurt you this much.”

Shayla:
I—
So he thought you’d just be like “aww okay”???

Lauren:
Apparently.
And guess what Delicia did when I texted her?

Shayla:
Don’t tell me she played victim.

Lauren:
Worse.
She left me on read for two hours…
then sent: “I didn’t owe you loyalty, Iman did.”

Shayla:
NAH.
That’s cold. That’s calculated.

Lauren:
Right??? Like yes, he’s the main problem—but don’t pretend you’re innocent.

Shayla:
That’s snake behavior.

(Lauren’s phone buzzes.)

Lauren:
…Speaking of the devil.

Shayla:
Who?

Lauren:
Iman.

Shayla:
Oh hell no.
What does he want now?

Lauren:
He says he wants to “explain in person.”

Shayla:
Explain WHAT?
There’s nothing left to explain unless he’s bringing an apology, accountability, and a time machine.

Lauren:
I know.
But part of me wants to hear how stupid it’s about to sound.

Shayla:
I’ll come with you if you want.

Lauren:
Thank you. I might need backup.

(Another buzz.)

Lauren:
…And now Delicia just texted.

Shayla:
READ IT. OUT. LOUD.

Lauren:
“She didn’t mean for it to get so deep.”

Shayla:
Oh my GOD.
“It just happened,” right?

Lauren:
Basically.
I’m so tired, Shayla.

Shayla:
I know.
But listen to me—this? This is clarity. Painful, but clear.

Lauren:
Yeah…

Shayla:
And I need you to hear this too:
You didn’t lose them.
They lost you.

(Lauren goes quiet for a second.)

Lauren:
Thank you… for believing me.
And for not minimizing it.

Shayla:
Always.
And for what it’s worth—I'm really glad we talked. I should’ve sooner.

Lauren:
Me too.

(Lauren locks her phone.)

Lauren:
I’m not meeting him.

Shayla:
Period.

Lauren:
If he couldn’t be honest when it mattered, he doesn’t deserve another moment.

Shayla:
That’s growth right there.

Lauren:
And Delicia?

Shayla:
Let her live with her choices.
People like that always trip over their own lies eventually.

Lauren:
You’re right.

(They sit in silence for a beat—then Shayla smirks.)

Shayla:
Okay… but when this all blows up—and it WILL—
don’t forget who was on your couch when the tea spilled.

Lauren:
Oh trust me.
You’re not going anywhere.

😮‍💨🔥

Lauren:
I think… this is where I stop chasing answers.

Shayla:
That’s not giving up. That’s choosing peace.

Lauren:
Yeah.
I blocked them both.

Shayla:
Good.

Lauren:
It hurts, but it’s quiet now.
No more wondering. No more waiting for explanations that don’t change anything.

Shayla:
I’m proud of you.

Lauren:
I used to think endings had to be loud to be real.
But this one?
This one feels final.

Shayla:
Because you closed it—not them.

(Lauren leans back, eyes closed, breathing steady.)

Lauren:
Tomorrow I’ll still wake up as me.
And they’ll still be… them.

Shayla:
Exactly.

Lauren:
Thank you for staying.

Shayla:
Always.

(Lauren’s phone lights up one last time. She doesn’t look.)

Lauren:
Some doors don’t need to be reopened.

Shayla:
And some lessons don’t need a sequel.

(Lauren smiles—small, but real.)

Lauren:
End of chapter.


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