Aight... keep them niggas out your face
Tink: Bye Titan
I placed my phone down and saw Lani staring a hole in the side of my face.
“What?” I frowned.
“You like her, huh?”
Instead of answering her, I got up and went inside the room so I could freshen up and get ready to chill with my boys. I’ain had time to be interrogated by my nosy ass sister.
***
We’d been in the club for about an hour, and I was ready to go. This clean image shit was blowing me, and I would rather it be a thick bitch with a fat ass. I was currently in the VIP with Tatum, Kobe and a few other niggas from the team that we fucked with. The vibe was okay, but I just wasn’t feeling the shit.
“Check this nigga out,” Kobe laughed. “Nigga acting like he on probation and shit,” he laughed with the other guys.
“Nigga, fuck you and stay out my damn business. You’re worse than the fucking blogs,” I sneered.
“Nah, you over there looking pitiful because you wanna fuck one of those bitches on the balcony and you can’t because Sasha gone get in your ass...plus you just went public with yourrelationship.” He made air quotes when he said relationship, and that shit annoyed the fuck out of me.
“Fuck on. I’ain went public with shit,” I countered, taking a swig from my beer.
“Ain’t nothing wrong with being with one woman, bro. Shit has hella perks. I can fuck on my wife as much as I want and raw without running the risk of catching some shit,” Tatum input.
“Nigga, you’re married. You’re supposed to think like that.” I waved him off.
“There go your girl,” Zay, our team’s safety, announced.
I looked up and saw that he was talking about Rain. I purposely ignored her texts because I was trying to keep a low profile and keep my face clean. I knew she would sniff me out though... she always did. She spoke to the guys who were up here before stopping in front of me. She stood with her arms folded under her breasts as she just looked at me. I don’t know what that’s about, but I wasn’t about to worry myself with it.
“You didn’t see me text you?” she sassed.
I looked up at her and responded, “I did.”
“So, when did you start leaving me on read?”
I peered up at her like she lost her mind for questioning me.
“Aye, the only person who has the right to question me is Aiesha Davis, and you’on look like her. I’on have to respond to shit I don’t want to, bro.” I frowned.
“Bro?” She reared her head back. “Since when you start talking to me like that? Oh, the rumors must be true about you and that girl in the pictures,” she sassed.
I didn’t respond because I didn’t owe her an explanation.
“That’s your girl or something?” she questioned.
“That’s my business, is what it is,” I countered.
She stood there for a couple of seconds before she shook her head in disbelief.
“Wow,” she scoffed. “I hope she’s happy with your nationwide dick having ass, but you’ll be back... you always do.” She stormed off mad as hell, and once she was gone, the guys went in.
“Damn, she mad,” Kobe laughed.
“She’ll be alright.” I stood up. “I’m about to go. I’on feel like being around this shit and they’re on my neck. I’ll holla at y’all boys later.” I dapped my boys up and headed out with Graves following suit.
“I can’t believe you curved Rain’s fine ass like that,” he mentioned.
