Chance Encounter

The following chapter is written in 3rd person POV, following Stella, Cassie, and Tanya.

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“I don’t know, it kinda looks like the one you wore during our night out already.”

Cassie informs Stella about the choice of dress she picked out to possibly wear for her date with Jay tomorrow. The three girls have been in multiple stores, helping Stella out in picking a dress for her date. Cassie and Tanya have looked around for things they liked as well, trying stuff on with Stella in the fitting rooms of stores they’ve been to.

“Yeah. That dress got me laid. What’s your point?” Stella jokes.

“I’m willing to bet what got you laid was when you took off the dress.” Cassie jokes back.

“He could’ve fucked me while I was wearing the dress, you don’t know.” Stella replies.

“And hide your body? Yeah, right.” Cassie quips back.

“I know we’ve made out, but calm down ‘Vivian’. Your lesbian is showing.” Stella teases Cassie, making Cassie blush from the joke, remembering how much she actually liked making out with her best friend.

It was at this time that Tanya entered the common area of the fitting rooms with a few more options for Stella, and also some items for her and Cassie to try on. The girls went into their own stalls to change before all agreeing to come out at the same time to see each other’s outfits when they were done changing.

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“Everybody ready?” Tanya asks from inside her stall, and both Cassie and Stella shout out that they were. The three girls start counting down from three and after the count of one, exit their stalls to show off their outfits.

“That top looks so good on you Cass!” Stella reacts after seeing the very colorful and intricate top that Tanya picked out for Cassie.

“Yeah chica, that looks amazing on you. You should get that.” Tanya encourages her.

“I just might. Jay could even fuck me while I’m still wearing it since it looks so good.” Cassie jokes.

“You are such a horndog now, I can’t believe it!” Stella says with an amused laugh at her best friend.

“Oh, you’re one to talk. Getting horny for her Dad before it was normal.” Cassie teases back, and this one makes Tanya laugh too.

“She got you there sweetie.” Tanya says laughing at Stella’s expense.

“I got horny watching him with you, remember? Maybe I got horny watching you too?” Stella seductively asks Cassie.

“What?” Cassie asks, immediately blushing from Stella’s question.

“HA! Busted. I made you hot and bothered thinking I was hot for you, didn't I?” Stella says with a laugh, and Cassie remains silent as she blushes even more. If she was being honest with herself, Cassie did find the idea of Stella being attracted to her hot.

“Ay chica, so what if you thought it was hot? You shouldn’t be embarrassed about that. Especially after what we did last night and this morning.” Tanya comforts the blushing Cassie who takes a deep breath.

“Or just face it Cass, you came at the queen and you couldn’t keep up.” Stella says before imitating a mic drop and making an exploding sound effect with her mouth.

“You know what, Tanya’s right. I did find it hot, so what? And, bitch please…” Cassie says, finding the confidence to come at the ‘queen’ once more, with the ‘bitch please’ getting ‘oohs’ from both Stella and Tanya. “It takes two to swap cum.” Cassie continues, and Tanya and Stella laugh in amusement at Cassie’s fire. That was not the reaction Cassie intended, but she is happy that they find what she said amusing.

Stella suddenly turns around to look at the entrance of the fitting room to see if anybody else heard what they were talking about. “That waitress from Viv’s restaurant really got me paranoid about people popping up when we do sex talk.” Stella jokes. “Okay, coast is clear.” Stella says before turning around to address Cassie and Tanya again.

“Anyway, what do you guys think? Yay or nay?” Stella asks for her co-girlfriends opinions on her outfit, which consisted of a tight deep-V long sleeve blouse and leather skirt.

“I think the earlier one looked better for a date. This still looks good though. You could go either way.” Cassie gives her opinion.

“I agree with Cassie, the earlier black dress is better suited for a date. Although, that outfit does have a ‘fuck me in the back alley outside’ kind of vibe to it. So it depends on what you’re going for.” Tanya teases Stella.

“Wait! You picked these!” Stella laughs at the realization.

“I’m just trying to wingman you with your outfit.” Tanya says with a wink.

“Oof. Now, I’m not sure which I prefer. On the one hand, you guys said the first one was better suited for a date. On the other, I would definitely want to tempt him to fuck me in a back alley. Decisions, decisions.” Stella says, overly exaggerating her pondering of which dress to get, while Cassie and Tanya laugh at Stella’s quandary.

“Let me distract you from your own personal Sophie’s Choice by asking what you think about my dress? You guys like it?” Tanya asks both of them.

Cassie looks her up and down before saying, “I really wish I had your curves.”,

“Yeah, you make anything look good with that butt.” Stella added.

“I was asking for your opinions about the outfit… but still, muchas gracias.” Tanya replies, amused at the adoration the two younger girls are giving her.

“You called out Brooke’s obsession with butts earlier, but you’re not so far off from her you know.” Cassie points out to Stella.

“I wasn’t calling her out, I was just happy to find someone with the same obsession.” Stella half-jokes. “But… I mean, can you blame me?” Stella asks Cassie before pointing at Tanya’s hips.

“Okay, that’s enough about my butt. Outfit opinions now, please.” Tanya tries to steer the conversation back into clothes.

“My dad’s gonna have a conniption if I wear that, but when it’s on you, it just looks natural. Like, of course you’d wear something like that, with the body you have.” Stella comments, unintentionally praising Tanya’s body once more.

“Not gonna lie, if either Stella or I wore that, which we can’t since we can’t fill it out like you do, it would’ve been the first outfit we would have commented on when we left our stalls; but on you, it just seems like a natural fit.” Cassie continues to unintentionally praise Tanya instead of the dress, as well.

Tanya just rolls her eyes as the two girls can’t seem to compliment the dress outside of complimenting her. She doesn’t even know if she looks good in it or not, or if she just looks good, period. They just kept saying it looks natural on her. Tanya’s outfit is a pretty tight bright lime green dress with a criss-cross halter top that shows a lot of torso and side boob, so Tanya’s assuming that’s what Stella meant when she said her dad might have a conniption. Then again, if that’s true, Tanya wonders why Stella would pick between two outfits that show a lot of cleavage.

“Speaking of filling things out, I wonder what Dad was getting you that he messaged to ask for your jacket size.” Stella asks Cassie.

“I’m assuming a jacket.” Cassie answers, prompting Stella to poke her for teasing by being captain obvious.

“I meant what kind of jacket!... and why just you?” Stella asks, kind of jealous that Cassie was getting a gift from her Dad.

“Your papi probably already knows your size, sweetie. Don’t read into it. You’ll just stress yourself out.” Tanya advises.

“If he only got Cassie something, we should be fine with that too. We’re not supposed to compete with each other. We should support each other instead.” Tanya continues.

“Trust me Stella, your Dad would never forget about you.” Cassie encourages.

“Ugh. Now, I feel bad. He didn’t ask Tanya’s size either. What if we both get something but not Tanya?” Stella asks Cassie, which puts a sullen look on Tanya’s face, realizing that that’s also a possibility now.

“Hey you two, do you really think Jay’s going to buy me something and not something for you guys as well?” Cassie asks.

“You are his first girlfriend among the three of us. It’s possible.” Tanya answers Cassie.

“You were the first girl he’s been with since mom though, don’t sell yourself short.” Stella points out.

“And you’re his daughter. Equal footing. All of us. If one of us gets a gift, while the others don't, we shouldn’t read into it. He loves us all equally as girlfriends.” Cassie assures Stella and Tanya, and it was in such an assured voice that Stella and Tanya rarely hear from Cassie that they know she was being genuine with the sentiment.

Tanya gives Cassie a hug after hearing her words of encouragement. “I’m beginning to love you now too, you know that? You’re so…” Tanya starts saying after Cassie’s pep talk, as she hugs Cassie even tighter, making the teenager smile at Tanya’s show of affection; before pausing for a bit to think of the right word to describe Cassie.

“Awesome. I think that’s the word you’re looking for.” Stella continues for Tanya before joining the two girls in a group hug.

The three of them giggle at how dumb they must look to outsiders, but they really wouldn’t care what they’d think. Right now, they’re just happy that they’re all bonding and getting along like this, their fear of being jealous of one another be damned.

“Can the three of you move? Other people need to use the fitting rooms too.”

The three girls stiffen as they hear the other person in the room speak. Not because she ruined the moment, or not even for having a condescending bitch of a tone when she said what she said. No. The girls stiffen in both anger and panic, because all three of them are familiar with that voice.

They break away from their hug, revealing their faces to the other woman who entered the fitting room after them; building anger rising in all three ladies’ bodies.

“Baby.” Diane says under her breath upon seeing her daughter Stella, surprise in her eyes at the coincidence of accidentally seeing her daughter in this fitting room after months of trying to contact her.

“Don’t you fucking call me that. Ever. Again. You’ve lost that privilege.” Stella tells her mom, with clenched fists and through gritted teeth, trying to control the anger inside of her. She wasn’t kidding when she told Tanya she’d like to wring her mom’s neck if she had the chance. The only thing stopping her is probably getting arrested for doing so.

“No. No. No. Nononono. Not like this. I need to call Ron. He has to be here.” Diane started to say in panic.

“First time you see your daughter in months and that’s your first reaction? NO!? And looking for the fucking asshole you fucked behind Dad’s back!? REALLY!?” Stella says, unable to control her anger any further, she tries to make a move on her mother but Cassie hugs her from behind and controls Stella from escalating this into a physical fight with her mom.

“Babe—” Diane was about to say their nickname for Stella, but she saw the fury in Stella’s eyes and stopped herself from continuing. “Language, Stella. I’m still your mother.” Diane says with the authority she once used over her daughter.

“FUCK YOU!” Stella immediately shouts back.

“Excuse me, what's going on? We’re going to have to ask you to leave if this continues.” The store manager asks the four women in the fitting room, after being alarmed by Stella’s profanity laced shouting towards her mother.

“This woman was harassing us. We’ll settle down and purchase these items we’re wearing as long as you throw this woman out. Look at how negatively she’s affected our friend.” Tanya tells the store manager. Diane looks at Tanya with equal fury in her eyes, similar to her daughter’s.

“This does not concern you, slut! I’m talking to my daughter!” Diane shouts at Tanya.

Stella almost overpowers Cassie who is using all of her strength to hold back Stella. The sudden movement from Stella causes Diane to flinch.

“Don’t you call her that! Ever! You hypocrite!” Stella shouts at her mother.

“Okay, I’ve heard enough. Madame, you need to leave. You’re harassing our customers.” The store manager addresses Diane.

“Stella, please, we need to talk. I can explain everything, just give me and Ron a chance to explain.” Diane starts telling her daughter in panic as the Store Manager calls for security.

Diane has tears in her eyes. She wants to tell something to her daughter, but she knows in this situation and in this environment, her daughter will never believe her. She needs Ron to help her explain and put everything in context. To make Stella believe their words.

“Let me just call Ron, and we can have dinner together, and we’ll explain everything, Stella. Please.” Diane pleads with Stella.

“You need to go Ma’am” the security guard tells Diane with authority in his voice. Stella remains motionless now as she watches her mother, begging for her to give her time to explain. Stella doesn’t understand why her mom just can’t blurt out whatever bullshit reason she has, and why she needs the man she cheated on her dad with to do it.

All Stella sees and thinks about her mom right now is how pathetic she’s being.

Diane accepts her defeat and knows this won’t go anywhere for her. She forcefully frees her arm from the grip of the security guard, but signals she’ll cooperate before she stares daggers into Tanya. Diane looks Tanya up and down before saying with the utmost venom in her voice but still with a smile, “Nice dress, Tanya. It suits you.”, before looking at Stella once more, immediately softening around her eyes, a longing look to be with her daughter once more. “I love you, baby. I’ll call you when you’re ready.” Diane tells her daughter before walking away with the security guard.

Stella loses feeling in her legs and she buckles; Cassie, who was hugging her from behind, supports her at first, but lets her down when Stella doesn't recover her footing.

“I’ll get you some water madame, I’ll be right back.” the store manager tells Stella with concern. Cassie stands up and takes the phone out of her pants pocket and dialed her boyfriend’s number.

“Hey Jay, where’re you and Brooke?” Cassie asks Jay over the phone, her voice obviously still reeling from their interaction with Diane.

“We’re at a place called Café Digne on Worthy. You guys finished shopping?”

“Yeah. We’ll meet—” Cassie tried to reply but Stella, who abruptly stood up upon hearing that Cassie was talking to her Dad, forcefully grabbed the phone from Cassie.

“Dad?” Stella asks over the phone, her voice slightly breaks, as she’s still trying to compose herself.

“Yeah, baby. It’s me.”

“Something happened…” Stella says, pausing to take a breath.

“We ran into Mom.”

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Author's Note: Reading the Prologue chapter after this is highly recommended.