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“Alright baby, I’m leaving. I love you,” I yelled downstairs from the living room.
“Alright Lani, I love you too,” Ty yelled back.
I decided to drive my candy red 2014 Mercedes-Benz CLA-class today. I only drove the Range Rover on certain occasions. I got in the car and it was hot as hell. I drove to work bumping to the Migos CD that Ty left in my car the last time he drove it.
Ten minutes later, I was pulling up to the shop. I stepped out and it was a full house this Saturday morning. I spotted Kyla, Tamika, my friend Peaches and two of the other stylists that worked there but I didn’t see Tisha. I knew she was coming in today because I saw one of her regulars sitting at the front waiting for her. I spoke to everyone as I made my way to my back office. I sat my purse down at the table and pulled out my phone to give Tisha a call.
“Shit O,” I heard Tisha whimper into the phone.
I know this bitch did not answer the phone while she was fuckin’. Then the bitch had the nerve to get mad at me when she called me the other day while me and Ty was getting it on. O sounded like he was hurting my girl though. I laughed because she must have tried to ignore the call but ended up answering it by mistake. I hung up the phone dying laughing. I just hopped her ass hurried up because she had a lot of people waiting on her slow ass to come do their hair.
I made my way back out to the front of the salon. I went to my station and got everything ready so I could start on my first head. Once I was done, I called my first client over. It was one of my regulars named Shay. I gave her a roller set last weekend so this week I was just giving her a re-curl. That shouldn’t take longer that 30 minutes.
“So what’s been up Lani?” Shay asked me when I started her hair.
“Nothing really girl. What’s been up with you?” I asked her.
See, Shay was a ghetto and nosey bitch. She stayed out in Dade
County and she knew everybody and their mama’s business. Every time she came to get her hair done, she always had a damn story to tell. That’s why I just did her hair, made small talk, and kept the shit moving. I would never tell this talkative ho my business so the whole damn world could know.
“Nothing much girl. So you know that girl Ashley right?” Shay asked, getting right to the point.
“I mean no I don’t know her, but she came in here a while back running her mouth so I had to punch her in it. She was with some girl and she tried to jump in, so my girls fucked her up, while I handled Ashley,” I said nonchalantly.
“Well that bitch been talking a whole lot of shit. She say she want your head and that she gonna take Ty from you and a whole bunch of other shit,” Shay told me.
“If that bitch wanted my damn head, she would have attempted to do the shit already. She know where the fuck I work. And about her trying to take my husband…I would like to see her try it,” I said laughing.
That was the end of that conversation. I guess Shay found herself trying to get a reaction out of me but that wasn’t going to happen. I wish a bitch would try to take my man!
I finished Shay hair ten minutes later and I was so happy to get this ho out of my seat. She paid and took her ass right on. I started on my next client right after. I looked into the front of the salon and I spotted at least another five of my regulars. Shit, it was going to be a long time until I got a break and I didn’t even eat this morning.
One hour later, I was on my third head and in walked Tisha. This bitch was fucking glowing. She had her hair up in a tight bun on top of her head and some Tom Ford sunshades on. She was wearing a pretty ass white Versace sundress with some gold sandals to match. She was carrying her oversized white Louis Vuitton handbag. Before she walked in, O stood there by the door talking to her. He had his hand around her ass, whispering something in her ear and she just kept nodding her head and smiling the whole time like a little schoolgirl.
“Hey everybody,” Tisha said when she got closer to us.
“Hey Tisha,” everybody sang, except me. I was about to get into this bitch’s ass.
“Bitch you ain’t shit,” I told her, laughing.
“Lani man, you called at a bad time. I was in no position to pick the phone up, literally,” she said, laughing. That’s when I noticed all the damn hickies on her damn neck. Tisha was so light-skinned those shits was visible as hell.
“Don’t be mad at me sis,” she said.
I didn’t respond, I just stood there and finished doing my client’s hair. Tisha pulled me in and kept kissing my cheek saying she was sorry.
“Bitch move, you so gay,” I yelled, laughing at her crazy ass.
“Only for you baby,” she said, joking.
“Alright y’all cut that out,” Tamika said from her station.
“Aww you jealous? Tisha asked her, laughing.
“Not at all,” said Tamika.
That was just the way Tisha and I were. Even though she was my best friend, I considered her to be my sister. I watched as Tisha walked to my office with a slight limp. I don’t know what the hell O just did to her a few hours ago but the bitch could barely walk.
