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Chapter 14: Otis
Here it was almost midnight and I was sitting at home on the couch waiting for Tisha to bring her ass home. I don’t know where the hell she went but I kind of had a feeling. When I pulled up, I saw Kyla, Lani, and Tamika’s cars parked outside so I knew that they were somewhere plotting on some shit. Tisha didn’t know where Marshae lived so I wasn’t worried about her going over there fighting.
When I left out the house a couple of hours ago, I went over to pay Marshae a visit. You see, I don’t believe in putting my hands on females but Marshae was going to have to be an exception because the bitch obviously had me fucked up. Did she really think I was gonna let her jump my girl and get away with the shit? I pulled up to her house and knocked real hard on her door. She came to the door with a white tank top and some pink boy shorts on. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra because I could see her hard nipples poking through the shirt. I walked in and grabbed that bitch by her neck.
“Ho you real fuckin’ brave! Did you really think my woman wasn’t gonna tell me that y’all stupid asses jumped her?” I yelled.
She was gasping for breath trying to tell me what happened. I didn’t give a fuck what the bitch had to say though. When I saw her about to pass out, I let go of her neck and threw her ass to the floor, causing her to hit her head on the wall in the process.
“Marshae I don’t know what the hell is your problem but you’re not my girl and you never were. I’m not gonna kill your ass this time. You just hope it doesn’t have to be a next time,” I said with so much venom in my voice.
“That bitch talks too fuckin’ much. She started saying how you went and tatted her name. I hate her,” she screamed.
“She can say whatever the fuck she feels like saying and you damn right I tatted her name,” I said pointing towards my neck.
“Let that be the last time you touch my woman, let alone look in her direction,” I said, walking to the door. I left that bitch right there on the floor looking stupid as hell.
When I got back to the house, Tisha’s Range Rover was gone but I did see her friend’s cars in the driveway. I called her back to back but she didn’t answer her damn phone. I texted her ass to ask her where she was and all she said was that she was out. I called her after that but her phone kept going to voicemail. Her ass was gonna feel me when she got home!
I picked up my cell phone to call Ty.
“What’s up Otis?” Ty answered the phone.
“Nigga what’s good? Is Lani there? Because her, Kyla, and Tamika’s cars are here but ain’t none of them over here” I told him.
“Naw man, she not here. I been calling Lani’s ass for the past few hours.
“Well they got to be together because Tisha’s car isn’t here. Marshae and her dumb ass friends jumped my lady tonight, so knowing Tisha and them, they out searching the damn city to find her ass,” I told him.
“Nigga what? They jumped Tisha?” Ty yelled.
“Yeah man, but I handled that bitch,” I told him and then Tisha came in the house trying to sneak up the stairs.
“Here she go right here bruh. I’ma holla at you later,” I told Ty.
“Alright man.”
I watched from the window as Tisha and her girls talked amongst themselves and then hugged each other and she came heading for the door. I want back in kitchen and waited for her ass to come inside.
“Naw Tisha, bring your ass on in here,” I said from the kitchen. She walked over to where I was and stood there looking nervous as hell.
“Where the hell you was at?” I asked her.
“Umm I went out to go get drinks with my girls,” she stammered.
“Tisha don’t fuckin’ lie to me. You and I both know you didn’t go out to go get drinks dressed like that,” I yelled.
“Okay bae, well don’t yell at me, okay,” she said.
I didn’t say anything. I just stood there waiting for her to continue. She was dressed in all black with her hair up, so I knew she was out up to no good.
“Earlier when you left the house, I followed you. I knew it was Marshae’s house that you went to because I recognized her car. I drove back home, called my girls, and we went over there and handled it,” she said, looking at the floor.
“What the fuck you mean you handled it? What did y’all do?” I yelled with a lot of bass in
my voice.
“We did the same thing that bitch and her friends did to me a couple of hours ago. I even pistol-whipped that bitch. Since you couldn’t seem to handle her, I did!” she yelled.
