"Amber Warn Anthony don't Pay Shayla Rent ."😱
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[Scene: A coffee shop in a quiet neighborhood. It’s early evening. Amber sits at a table, nervously sipping an iced coffee. Anthony walks in, sees her, and approaches cautiously.]
Anthony:
Hey… Amber. You said it was urgent?
Amber:
Yeah. Sit down. Please.
Anthony:
Okay… you alright?
Amber:
No, I’m not. And you won’t be either if you keep being so damn trusting. That’s why I called you.
Anthony:
(Concerned)
What are you talking about?
Amber:
It’s Shayla.
Anthony:
(Sighs)
Here we go. Amber, I don’t know what this is—if it’s about the past, or—
Amber:
No. Stop. This isn’t about jealousy, or drama, or me still being bitter. This is real. This is serious. And it affects you. You need to listen to me, Anthony.
Anthony:
(Leaning in)
Okay. I’m listening.
Amber:
Don’t pay Shayla rent this month.
Anthony:
(Confused)
What? Why? That’s the agreement. I live there. I split the rent. It’s her name on the lease.
Amber:
Exactly. Her name. Not yours. And guess what? That building? It’s been paid off for two years. She owns it outright.
Anthony:
Wait—what?
Amber:
She doesn’t owe a damn thing on that place. But she’s been pocketing your rent every month. Making you believe you’re covering half the lease when there's no lease to cover.
Anthony:
How do you know this?
Amber:
Because I looked it up. County records are public, Anthony. I got curious when she posted about "owning her first property" back in 2023. I dug deeper last week, and boom—there it was. No mortgage. No debt. Just Shayla, sitting on a free-and-clear property while draining you like some cash cow.
Anthony:
(Sits back, stunned)
No… She told me she was still making payments. That her job barely covers her half and that's why she needed me to step up.
Amber:
And she lied. Look—I get it. You care about her. You think she’s helping you. But you need to start asking why she’s always broke, why you’ve been covering bills, groceries, and rent while she “rebrands” her online business for the third time.
Anthony:
(Silent. Processing.)
I… I trusted her. I thought she was building something. I thought we were in this together.
Amber:
She’s building something, alright—with your money. And I’m not saying this to hurt you, Ant. You know that, right? You’ve always been good to people. Too good. And people like Shayla—
(leans in, softer)
They know how to use that.
Anthony:
(Voice low)
You think she’s using me?
Amber:
I know she is. I wouldn’t come to you like this if I wasn’t sure.
Anthony:
(Silence. Then slowly:)
What should I do?
Amber:
Don’t pay her this month. Tell her you’re holding off until you get proof of the expenses. Watch how she reacts. If she’s honest, she’ll show you. If she’s lying…
Anthony:
(Sighs)
She’ll blow up.
Amber:
Exactly.
Anthony:
(Dark chuckle)
Damn. I feel like such an idiot.
Amber:
Don’t. You’re not an idiot. Just too kind for your own good. But it’s time to stop letting people play you. Especially people who claim they love you.
Anthony:
(Softly)
Thanks for telling me, Amber.
Amber:
Always. I’ve got your back, even if she never did.
Anthony:
(Sits silently, eyes downcast. A moment passes. He looks up.)
You really think she’s been lying this whole time?
Amber:
(Without hesitation)
I don’t think. I know.
[SCENE END}
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