>>19373948>>19374046>>19374122>>19376977>>19377245Nikki opens her eyes. Small room. Someone next to her. She turns. Amy? Then she looks up and spots Sheila on a chair nearby. This definitely looks like a hospital room. Nikki racks her memory, trying to figure out how she ended up here. A text inviting her to Club Xtacy. A fun night out. Sheila was there too in that white dress.
Then Kelly. Nikki clenches her fists as it all comes back to her. She left Club Xtacy with Kelly. Ended up in her apartment. Found out she had a video of something Coco did… they fought… and then nothing. Nikki sighs deeply. Coco must have assumed control during the fight.
She sits up in bed, immediately aware of how sore her body feels, almost like she had a match. She didn’t care. Kelly fucking DiVanna. Kelly needed to pay. And this time, Coco needed to stay out of it.
Amy stirs beside her, and Nikki envelops her in a hug. “Thank you for caring Amy. Thank you for being a good friend.” She glances over toward Sheila. “And you too. Thank you, it means a lot.” Then she sees the blue roses in a vase with the Emilia Estate logo. Her eyes begin to well up. Jennifer.
She blinks the tears away and gets out of bed. “Ever since Jen died, it’s like bad shit keeps happening to me that lands me in situations like this. I’m tired of making my friends worry. So don’t. I’m going to be fine. And I’m going to fuck Kelly DiVanna up for everything that happened between us last night.”
Nikki hands Amy her phone. “Please record this for me.”
