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“Alright baby, well I just want to get a few things,” I said, kissing him.

Two and a half hours later we were finally headed back to the car. I believe I had the whole damn mall in my hands. I was carrying shopping bags from Prada, Chanel, Jimmy Choo, and Versace. Otis’ ass talked all that shit and he walked out the mall with more shit than me. He had bags from Ralph Lauren, Versace, Gucci, and a new pair of Louboutin sneakers.

“You hungry baby?” he asked once we got in the car.

“Yes baby, let’s go to Red Lobster,” I said, reclining my seat so I could take a quick nap because we had a li’l way to go before we got there.

“Tisha baby get up. We here now,” Otis said, shaking my arm a little.

“And wipe that slob from the side of your mouth,” he said, trying to be funny.

“Shut up nigga! I don’t have no slob,” I said, embarr

assed.

“I’m just messing with you baby. Now give me a kiss!” he demanded.

I faced him and gave him a long sweet kiss.

“Alright let’s go,” I said, because I was starving.

Right when we walked inside, we were seated. I decided to have the half portion of the shrimp Alfredo and Otis had the wood-grilled salmon and jumbo lump crab. After waiting for ten minutes, our food came and I dug straight in. Five minutes later, I was full already.

“Baby you do this shit all the time,” Otis said. “You call me while you working saying ‘O baby, bring me something to eat, I’m starving,’” he said, mocking me. “And yo ass don’t never finish shit,” he said, cracking up.

I flipped him off because he was indeed right. Since I can remember, I never finished all of my food. After Otis paid the tab and left the tip and I took my food to go, we were headed out the restaurant hand in hand.

“Otis!” some ho screamed, getting out of her car.

“Who is this bitch?” she asked, referring to me.

I had to do a double take because I knew damn well she wasn’t talking about me. Where I’m from, words like “bitch” are fighting words. So, unless this ho wanted to fight I suggested she watched her mouth!

“Who you calling a bitch?” I asked, letting go of Otis’ hand now.

He grabbed me around my waist and put me so I was standing behind him.

“Marshae watch how the fuck you refer to my woman!” Otis said, getting all in her face. This bitch had the nerve to try and get around him so that she could hit me. I wanted so bad to get from behind Otis but the way he was holding me in place, it was damn near impossible to do so. As he was holding me, I called this girl everything except for a child of God. I somehow managed to remove Otis’ fingers from around my wrists and when I did, I went to work on that ho. I punched her ass right in the mouth. I don’t know how my little ass did it, but I managed to flip her ass on that ground. I started stomping her ass in the face and stomach.

Eventually Otis pulled me off this ho and I spit right in her face.

“Who’s the bitch now?” I yelled at her as Otis carried me to the car.

Once we got in the car, I was so mad. I had a small scratch above my eyebrow from when the bitch was scratching me in the face, but that was it. That ho had the nerve to try and pull my damn hair out. Wrong bitch, because ain’t no tracks to pull out. This is all me.

“Who was that ho Otis?” I asked once I calmed down.

“Nobody bae, just some ho I used to mess with,” he said, sounding so nonchalant about the situation.

“Used to? How long ago?” I was beyond pissed now.

“She was way before you I swear,” he told me trying to plead his case.

“Well I don’t believe you!” I told him.

“Tisha baby, since me and you been together I been with you every damn day. When do I even have the fuckin’ time to cheat? I just told you that I use to mess with her and that was a long time ago. We wasn’t even in a relationship yet, so why the fuck you trippin’?” He had the audacity to sound mad. For the rest of the ride home, I didn’t say shit to his ass.

When we pulled up to his house, I got out the car and slammed the door as hard as I could. I literally tried to break his shit. When I got to the front door, Otis came behind me, threw me back against the door and said,” Tisha calm yo li’l ass down! I done told your ass what’s up with her already. I haven’t seen that girl in months now!” he barked at me.

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