I got 99 problems, but you won't be one.

I got 99 problems, but you won't be one. by nadiaa featuring a leather bracelet

“Graham?” I yelled out as stepped into the apartment, tossing my keys on the table and kicking off my heels as no one responded, “Graham, baby, are you home?” I asked once more, worried.

“I’m in the kitchen.” I heard a deep voice and I walked into our kitchen. Graham was sitting there, sipping some kind of brown liquid out of out crystal glass… We never used that set nor did we really have liquor in the house other than beer and wine. He looked disheveled and drunk.

“Graham, are you okay?” I asked confused.

“We need to talk…” He breathed out.

I furrowed my brows, “You’re kind of scaring me…” I trailed off, walking over to him.

“I did something…” He cleared his throat, “Something bad.”

“Bad?” I blinked at him.

“Last night… at work. I was working late. Working on some case-“

“I get it Graham, you were working.” I interrupted him.

“One of the interns… was helping me. Her name’s Candace…”

I swallowed, “Graham.” My heart felt heavy.

“We went to her place and we had sex. That’s why I didn’t come home last night.”

I didn’t know what to say, nor did he. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“No…” I breathed out.

“I’m so sorry baby.” He told me setting his drink down, “It was the biggest mistake of my life.”

“Why did you do it?” I swallowed as I tried to think but all I was thinking was about him and some other girl.

“I was stressed, this big case is coming up. I was tired and the thought of coming home annoyed the sh.it out of me… She was there. I wanted sex to be so much better.”

I swallowed, “Graham, we have sex.” I told him.

“Boring vanilla sex, Ryan!” He told me in a yell, “I mean we screw missionary style, you leave your bra on and that’s it! Nothing.”

“You can’t blame me for you cheating!! I yelled back at him, “God you are such a piece of sh.it. You think that’s what I wanted? Plain vanilla sex? No! You never told me any different!!”

“I didn’t want to tell you! You should have known!”

I glared and sniffed, wiping my eyes, “Go f.uck yourself. I’m leaving tonight, and you and your sh.it better be out of this apartment in the morning!” I yelled back at him.

I said walking out of the kitchen with tears flowing down my face and grabbed my purse and keys, leaving the apartment. I sniffed, thinking about where I was going to go tonight.

I wrapped my arms around my body as I walked to Blake’s apartment. I hated to intrude but I didn’t know what else to do.

I knocked slowly, hoping that I wasn't intruding on something or that she was even home. God, this was stupid. I quickly knocked and there was no answer, she probably wasn't home.

The door opened and smiled at me, "Are you okay?" She asked me. I obviously wasn't concealing my emotions well enough...

I shrugged it off, "What, no hello? Where are your manners?" I said, trying to play it off.

"Are you okay?" She repeated.

I let out a small sigh and crossed my arms as I shivered, "Can I come in?" She pushed the door aside and let me in, but then I noticed the robe she was in, "You don't have company, do you? God, you do. I'm sorry I-" I stuttered out before she stopped me.

"No ones here." She gave me a smile, "I know how bad my reputation is, but there are some nights when I sit around and do nothing."

I walked past her and accidentally brushed my body against hers, "I know. I'm sorry, I just assumed-"

"That a busty blonde might appear at any second and beg me to return to my bed?" She cut me off as she joked.

I shook my head, "Brunette."

She raised a brow, "What?"

"You prefer brunettes." I clarified my statement before blushing. I sounded like a complete stalker, "Sorry, it's just something I've noticed."

She nodded her head, "Can I get you a cup of tea or coffee? Beer? A shot?" She grinned at me.

I laughed, “I’ll just have a cup of tea.” I said, really wanting a shot, but I didn’t want to seem like an alcoholic…

“Let’s go to the kitchen.” She nodded towards the small kitchenette, which was still cozy. She poured me a cup of hot water as she handed it to me along with a teabag.

“Thank you.” I cleared my throat, “Do you have any honey?” I asked in a small voice. I wonder if she was going to ask me what happened… or if she’d be polite. She nodded with a smile and grabbed the honey for me, “Thanks… Honestly if I’m intruding, you can tell me.” I told her.

She shook her head, “I had a really hot date with Netflix, but he’ll understand.” She gave me a small wink, making me chuckle.

“Thanks… again.” I grinned, wondering how many times I had uttered the word ‘thanks’ to her tonight. We sat in silence for god knows how long, because I didn’t know what to say… Should I tell her? Did I need another voice to help me through this? Or should I suffer in silence?

“Can I tell you something?” I asked quietly.

She nodded, “Of course.”

I swallowed my tears and ran my hands through my hair, “Graham..” I cleared my throat, “My boyfriend cheated on me…”

She raised a brow and I’m sure she wasn’t expecting a bombshell that big. She cleared her throat and I know she was thinking about the words to say, “How’d you find out?”

I breathed out, “He told me. He said it was one time and that he was in a situation that he couldn’t resist.”

She leaned forward, “If he couldn’t resist, he shouldn’t have been with you to begin with.”

“He said he was tired of ‘vanilla sex.’” I cringed out.

“Vanilla sex?” Her brows rose once more, “That’s a f.ucking excuse if I ever heard one.” She rolled her eyes, “Men.”

I giggled at her comment before feeling like sh.it once more, “I know you haven’t dealt with this much… but do you have any idea why he would say it like that?”

She sighed, “It was just a more pleasant way of saying he was an a.sshole.” She shrugged, “You’re a catch. I’m sure the wh.ore he hooked up with pales in comparison to you.”

I swallowed, “I thought we loved each other… He’s been my only boyfriend.” I sighed.

“You should come to the other side.” She said in a sultry sexy voice, making me blush, “Totally kidding, but don’t let the stupid thing he did make you doubt your own self.”

I nodded although I didn’t quite believe her, “Thanks…”

“How about we get you dressed up all sexy, go to the club and you can find some hot guy to stick his tongue down your throat?” She offered with a grin.

“Really?” I laughed, “You sure Netflix won’t mind?"

“Why not?” She shrugged, “He’ll be fine.”

“Okay…” I grinned, “But I have nothing to wear… I told Graham to get his sh.it out of the apartment by morning…"

“I have plenty of clothes.” She replied, grabbing my wrist as I set my mug back on the counter as we walked to her bedroom, “I never had many friends when I was little… skipped the whole dress up thing. It’ll be fun.”

I laughed nervously, “I don’t need a makeover or anything…” I trailed off.

She grinned and let go of my wrist as she made her way to her closet, “Not a makeover, just something slutty.” She grabbed a dress out and showed me, “Your as.s would look amazing in this.”

“Yeah,” I raised my brow, mortified, “Where’s the bottom half of it?” I questioned.

She laughed, shaking her head before placing it back in the closet, “Hasn’t anyone ever told you that it’s good to break out of your comfort zone? Do the things that scare you? Live a little?” She smirked at me.

“Yes, but I’m not sure they meant walking around in underwear all night.” I told her with a smile.

“Well, I’ve worn a lot worse in public.” She grinned and grabbed another dress, “What about this?”

I wrinkled my nose and shrugged, “Maybe.”

“Do you trust me?” She asked me.

I swallowed and nodded, "Yeah."

She grinned, "So go try this on!" She pushed the dress into my hands and pushed me towards the bathroom. I managed to squeeze into the tight dress.

“I look ridiculous Blake!” I said, walking out.

She has a big grin on her face, “You mean ridiculously hot, right?” She laughed, “Look at you!” She pointed to the floor length mirror as we both looked into it.” 

I rolled my eyes, “I look so out of place.”

“Well then we’re looking at two different people, cause the chick I’m seeing is super hot, if I do say so myself. Any neanderthal would drool over you.” She winked.

I smirked, “Neanderthal? You mean man?”

“Potato, potah-toe.” She smirked, “You’re hot. You should flaunt in and rub it in Graham’s stupid face. Maybe even have a one night stand.”

I laughed, “Oh yeah? My heart is beating so fast and I’m just wearing this dress!!”

“Okay, so take it a step at a time, but I’m sure once we get a few drinks in you, you’ll have no problem doing more.”

“Go change, before I change my mind.” I smirked at her as she walked off with a dress in hand.

I turned around to look at myself in the mirror and decided that I did need to break out of my comfort zone, and this was the first step.

“Alright, let’s get some shoes on and go!” She brought me out of my daze and I saw her in a tight little number and if I was being honest… She looked really hot. I blushed just at the thought.

“What are you undressing me with your eyes?” She laughed at me.

I shook my head, “No, but you’re hot.” I joked with her.

She nodded and pointed me to her shoe closet, which was pretty much heaven…

“Wow…” I gazed at all of them.

She chuckled, “Yeah, take your pick!”

I grabbed a pair of Brian Atwood’s, “Ready."

She bent over at the hips to put a pair of black booties on, and stood up, but not before giving me a great peek of her chest. I swallowed and looked away, “I need to be careful with this dress.” She grinned at me, “But I am officially ready!”

I shook my head as we started towards the door, “How can you go from being ready for bed to that in just a few seconds?” I questioned, tossing my head over my shoulder to look at her.

She parted her lips, “I’m a woman of many talents, haven’t you heard?” She fished for her keys and locked up as we headed out.

“Oh trust me, I’ve heard stories.” I told her with wide eyes before realizing what I just said. I blushed.

“I’m sure none of them are true.” She smiled, linking our arms together as we walked towards the elevator.

“Amanda?” I lifted a brow, as she grinned back at me.

“It’s a common name.” She shrugged it off.

“The redhead cocktail waitress… I think she lasted a week before quitting?” I pressed on as she bit her bottom lip.

“Her boyfriend was abusive so she stayed with me for a couple of nights before she went back to California to live with her mom.” She told me, surprising me.

“Oh.” I said quietly as we stepped out of the elevator.

She grinned, looking sideways at me, both of us shivering as we left the building, “What did you hear?"

I blushed at the thought, “You two spent the entire weekend in bed together…”

She smirked at me, “Huh? And I didn’t bore her? I must be talented…” She winked at me, making me laugh.

“So it’s not true?” I asked to clarify.

She shook her head as we walked up to her car, “Nope. Like I said, her boyfriend was abusive so she stayed with me. Didn’t even sleep in the same room.” She smiled, “She thanked me and then decided to go back to California.”

I smiled at her, “That’s really nice of you.”

She shook out her hair, “And totally not sl.utty.” She winked.

I laughed, “I didn’t say that!” I defended myself.

She nodded, “I know. I just love seeing you all flustered.” She stuck out her tongue, making me blush.

I exhaled, shaking my head, “I guess I have to roll with the punches, right?”

“Now you’re getting it.” She laughed as we stepped into her car and headed to the club.

“Thanks again.” I told her quietly, “I appreciate all your help."

“It’s nothing.” She smiled back as she kept her eyes forward.

I shook my head, “No, you’ve done a lot for me… giving me a job, taking the chance on me… this.” My voice broke but I tried to keep myself from crying.

She looked at me for a second and then looked forward once more and she set her hand on my leg, giving it a squeeze, “We’re friends. That’s what friends do for each other.” She told me.

“Thank you.” I told her quietly as I reached for you hand and gave it another squeeze, showing her that I appreciated it.

“You’re welcome.” She said, turning into her parking spot, “Are you sure you don’t want to go back to my place and binge watch crappy shows all night?” She offered.

I laughed, dropping her hand as I smoothed my dress over my thighs, “Positive. I think I need some fun in my life.”

“Now there’s a word I’m familiar with.” She gave me a smirk as we walked out of the car. “And no worries because I own this club and everybody will be at my beck and call.”

I bit my lip, “Yeah?”

She nodded, “I already texted the manager on duty and we have a VIP section just for us, complete with all the liquor you want.”

I laughed, “Wow, you are a really good date.” I joked with her.

“Only the best for my friends.” She laughed back at me and winked as she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the front door, which had a line wrapping around the building. 

The doorman smiled and let us in immediately without any question and I heard tons of groans, “She owns this place, so shut up!!” I heard the doorman yell making me grin as everyone greeted Blake with big smiles. Honestly I hadn’t really been up to the club when I wasn’t working… A few times, but never on a night that was this busy.

She dragged me to the VIP section where I had waited on guests plenty on times, “Pick your poison.” She laughed.

“I want a Cosmo.” I smiled at her, “But in the meantime, a shot?” I suggested as she nodded.

“Sounds great.” She poured two shots of tequila and grabbed two lime wedges, handing them to me as she placed some salt on my hand, “What should we toast to?” She asked.

I bit my lip and thought, “To the fact that there are no stupid men here to ruin our night.” I giggled.

“Sounds good.” Our glasses clinked and I licked the salt off my hand before shooting the drink and following with the lime.

I scrunched my face as the alcohol burned, “That was good."

She laughed and shook her head, “You make this adorable face when you take shots.”

“Jut what every woman loves hearing; that she’s adorable.” I replied, scrunching my nose up. I wanted to be hot, not adorable.

She shook her head again, “You’re cute, but you’re also sexy… it’s hard to be both, but it’s definitely a compliment.

I beamed back at her, “Thank you.” I relaxed.

She nodded, “You’re welcome.”

I crossed my legs and pulled at the hemline of the dress, hoping I didn’t look like the world’s biggest whore, “Do you really think I’m sexy?” I asked quietly, not looking at her.

“Yes.” She said simply and that made me look at her, “If you were into girls? I’d be all over you.” 

I laughed, “Really? That sexy that’d you’d go for the straight girl?” I teased, not ever thinking I’d hear Blake say that.

“I said if you were into girls. I’m not into changing the straight girls gay.” She laughed at me.

I pouted, “Maybe dating girls would be easier.” I sighed as I took a sip of my drink in front of me.

Blake laughed, “That’s a negative. I mean you do get an extra set of clothes, shoes, makeup and all the other girly things, but girls can be complete b.itches.” She smirked. “They’re evil and vindictive when they don’t get their way."

“Sounds awful.” I chuckled.

She shrugged, “It can be… but when you find someone that you really like, the relationship will be so much better. I think that’s if you’re straight or gay.”

I took another shot, “Maybe I should just have a one night stand. A good f.uck to just jolt my system and get over Graham.” I shook my head, “You know he’s the only guy I have ever slept with. Ever! I mean that’s gotta be weird, doesn’t it?” I asked her, as she cracked a smile.

“It’s not weird. It’s a very sweet notion. The only weird thing is that you’re gorgeous and you’ve only slept with one guy. I mean you could have tons and tons of guys and you chose him.”

I pouted, “I thought I loved him. I did love him."

“And you’re going to love again.” She shrugged her shoulders, “The world is full of people, you just haven’t found your person yet.”

I smiled at her words and nodded my head, “That’s a good way of looking at it.”

“I know that I’m hot, but I’m pretty smart too.” She winked before she took another shot back.

“You are.” I said, hopefully not sounding too weird. She grabbed my wrist and started pulling me towards something, “Where are we going??” I asked curiously.

“Where do you think we’re going? We’re at an amazing club with the best DJ in the area… We’re going to dance!" She shouted over the music as it became louder and louder when we got closer to the dance floor.

I shook my head, “No! I can do ballroom and-“

“I’m sure you’ll be great.” She faced me, our bodies only inches apart. She set her hands on my hips and started moving, “It’s easy. Just move your hips!”

My heard beat rapidly, “I know how to dance!” I said, standing there.

She raised both brows and let go of me, “Prove it!”

She raised both her brows and let go of my body, “Prove it!” She stared at me as I bit my lip, unsure of what to do.

“Okay… maybe I really don’t know…” I trailed off, trying to avoid blushing, but that was impossible.

She laughed lightly, “It’s okay. Don’t be embarrassed.” She said, grabbing my hips once more, “Stop being so tense. That’s not going to help you.”

I swallowed, “It’s hard to relax…” The opposite was happening in fact

She laughed, “Do we need to get more alcohol for you?” She joked.

I sighed, “Okay, just give me a second to shake it off.” I took a deep breath, shaking my arms, making Blake laugh once more.

“You okay now?”

I let out a deep breath, “A little, but I doubt it’s going to get better unless I just let it go.”

She smirked, “Should we start a ‘Frozen’ duet? Would singing Let It Go make you feel better?” She teased me, making me chuckle. “Let it goooo.” She started off.

“Don’t worry. I think I’m relaxed now.” I bit my lip.

She nodded and set her hands on my hips once more, “Just loosen up and move your hips.” I swallowed as I followed her lead, “See! Just keep doing that and you’ll have all the boys acting like dogs for you.” She joked.

“Dogs? How flattering.” I laughed, “Maybe just some girl time would be good for me."

“Well, I’m good for that.” She winked at me and I flushed even more. She shook her head and grinned, “I’m joking! No need to blush.”

“I’m not blushing.” I said, biting down on my lip as I moved closer to her. We moved out bodies in sync as I tried to get the hang of it.

She took a step back, pulling her hair to one side and fanned her face, “It’s hot in here.”

“Are you sure it isn’t just me?” I joked back with her and Blake laughed back at me.

She moved her body close to mine before someone grabbed her wrist. One of the bouncers of the clubs lowered his head to whisper something to her as her smiled faltered and she groaned. She reached for my hand and pulled me off the dance floor, “Sorry, I need to grab something from the office.” We walked towards the office, down the hall.

“I was just getting the hang of it!” I smirked back at her, wondering why I haven’t had this much fun in a long time.

“I could tell.” She smiled at me.

“So what happened?” I asked as we walked into the office.

“This guy who I 86’ed from here a year ago is trying to get in.”

“This night just keeps getting better and better.” I said sarcastically.

She grinned, “I don’t know about you, but dancing with you out there has been the highlight of my week.”

I pushed myself up and sat down on the edge of her desk as I flipped through a folder, “I’m sure you’re just trying to make me smile.” I said in a soft voice.

“Did it work?” She looked at me with a smile. “You don’t give yourself enough credit… You have no idea how hard it is to find a woman who is smart, adorable and sexy all in one. Trust me, I know."

I laughed, “So I must be your dream girl huh?” I joked with her with a wink.

She nodded, “Except you are straight.” She winked back.

I bit my lip, “What if I wasn’t?” I said, probably the alcohol talking, “I mean I’ve never been with a girl… I could be bi!” I laughed to myself.

Blake laughed back at me, “You’re not bi. You’re just really wanting rebound sex.”

I sighed, “Mmm, sex does sound good right now, all the guys looked like tools though.” I pouted, “But I’m totally serious! I could be bisexual.”

She stood up and gave me a serious stare, “Do you want to see if that’s true?” She raised a brow and my heart started beating rapidly and I swallowed hard.

“What?” I asked in a quiet whisper.

Her serious face faltered as she started chuckling, “I’m kidding! Wow, I got you good. Don’t worry I won’t corrupt you too much.” She patted my knee.

I tried to breathe normally as I hoped I didn’t look too flustered, “I guess I’m gullible.” I joked as I shook out my head, “Do you want to head home? The guy getting kicked out kind of put a damper on things, plus I think I ready for bed.”

She nodded with a smile, “Yeah, let me call a cab for us.”

I hopped off the desk and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in a big hug, “Thank you for being a great friend Blake.” I smiled at her.

“Thank you for letting me be your friend.” She returned my smile with hers.