Chapter 2, The Event

The day of the event was here - my guard was all the way up.

Sharpe was already being bratty because I couldn't accommodate her schedule and meet up with her prior to chat.

We rolled into the event and my two best friends, Dana & Emily, were with me.  

Now, Dana and Emily knew everything that was going on with Sharpe #likeduh. & Sharpe was already geeking out questioning if we had made a group text without her...

#likeduh again lol. 

Sharpe was ignorant to think we hadn't always had a group text without her - we had only known her for a year.

I walked into the event and immediately found a spot to sit down. I was level headed. I hadn't drank much & I didn't want to mingle with a crowd that held a select few volatile individuals.

The second I sit down, I hear f*cking Faye squawking. 

"I WISH IIIIIII WAS OBSESSED WITH SOMEONE ENOUGH TO WRITE A BLOG ABOUT THEM.

IIIIII WISH I WAS THAT OBSESSED."

This took me by surprise. The vent got pulled before Faye and her boyfriend had seen it & as far as I knew, they still knew nothing about it - who had blown the whistle in the past hour?

WELL, get this. The first thing Sharpe did when she arrived at the event, was run up to Faye, and tell her about the #ventsesh and how it was because of her, that it was taken down.

LOL. fake. a**. motherf*cker.

Sharpe never cared about protecting me from potential fall out from the vent - Sharpe and Dudley wanted to protect themselves from fallout with Faye and her boyfriend.

So I'm sitting there listening to Faye spiral and continue to keep to myself.

Dana, Em and I convene and Sharpe eventually comes over. She asks if we can go talk which I decline because we've been drinking. She sits down and I let her know we'd talk later & that we were actually leaving the event (#snoozefest) to go pregame and then get bottle service at Temple - I let her know that her and Dudley were more than welcome at Temple

Sharpe abrasively shot me down:

"We're NOT doing that."

Like, lol? Ok den #bai - v welcome for the invite!

I said a nice adieu and headed out to the car - Dana and Em were going to say their goodbyes and meet us outside. 

The second I left, the devil seemingly possessed Sharpe's body and she growled at Dana and Emily:

"You all BETTER have not started a group text without ME"

At that same moment, Faye comes up and gives Sharpe a BIG ol hug from behind, tells her how much she loves her, and meanders on her fake way (remember - Sharpe had been TRASHING Faye to all of us for months - it didn't take much for Emily and Dana to discern this fake bullsh*t for themselves).

Emily stands up:

"Sharpe I'm sorry, but that was fake as f*ck" 

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#mygirl

Sharpe begrudgingly agreed:

"Yeah…it was."

Emily exits.

Sharpe turns to Dana.

"You guys don't always have to do what ALISHA says."

Dana casually flings her hand in the air

"Girl, stop it"

"Alisha ISN'T the BOSS of you two. You DON’T have to leave. Alisha…."

Dana nicely interrupts and asks Sharpe to stop again:

"Stop"

"YOU TWO don't have to LEAVE because ALISHA is TELLING you to. ALISHA isn’t…"

Dana sets her palm down on the table - firmer in tone this time.

"STOP." 

Sharpe raising her voice "YOU'RE LEAVING BECAUSE OF ALISHA. SHE…"

Dana cuts Sharpe off again and responds louder

"STOP.

Sharpe louder

"BUT ALISHA…

DANA CUTS SHARPE OFF, RAPS HER HAND ON THE TABLE & LOOKS SHARPE DEAD IN THE EYES.

"I'M LEAVING BECAUSE YOU - WON'T - STOP." 

#MYF*CKINGGIRL

Dana exits.

Sharpe SPRINTS into the bathroom, & starts crying. 

Now readers - what have we learned in the past about the person who starts crying?

They are immediately labeled as the victim. 

Nobody knew Sharpe was just trying to talk sh*t about me to my best friend. Nobody knew Dana had calmly asked Sharpe to stop multiple times - she wouldn't - so Dana had to escalate.

Sharpe was crying.

We all were gone.

Sharpe was the victim. 

& Sharpe was more than ready to manipulate the f*ck out of this situation & trash not only myself, but my husband as well. 

Ross and I still considered Sharpe and Dudley our close friends at this moment in time - nothing had happened when Ross and I were at the event.

Sharpe sharpened her tongue and began her verbal onslaught - Dudley eagerly joined in on the fun.  



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"ALISHA IS UGLY"





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"ALISHA IS FAT"





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"ALISHA IS A B*TCH"





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"ALISHA IS A BULLY"





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"ALISHA IS A C____"





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"ALISHA CAN'T KEEP FRIENDS"





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"ALISHA ISN’T FRIENDS WITH HALF OF HER BRIDESMAIDS"




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"EMILY AND DANA ARE SCARED OF ALISHA"



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"F*CK ALISHA."  


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"ALISHA IS NOTHING WITHOUT ROSS"





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"ROSS AND ALISHA ARE DONE.”




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“EVERYONE NEEDS TO PICK SIDES"

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"WE'RE KICKING ROSS OUT OF THIS CLUB" 


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"WE'RE GOING TO BREAK ROSS AND ALISHA UP" 




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"WE'RE GOING TO TAKE THEM DOWN"  




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"WE'RE GOING TO TAKE. ALISHA. DOWN."  


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These are the main comments Sharpe and Dudley reiterated vigorously & in many different ways over the course of the night & the entire next day.

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Readers,

I ask you -

Would you ever make any of the above statements, about someone you cared about at all? Cared about even a little bit??

Could you dream about saying any of the above about friends?

Sharpe and Dudley spewed these hateful words over a small misunderstanding.

That is how little Sharpe and Dudley cared for Ross & I. 

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& that realization, was an incredibly hard pill to swallow.

We would have never dreamed of saying any of the above, about them.

To Be Continued - Chapter 3, The Aftermath