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“What’s good?” was the first thing he asked us both once he made it to our table.
“Where did you find her? She’s completely opposite of what you usually run around with,” Denim said to him.
“I know. That’s why I keep sniffing around her ass. Slow down on them drinks, ma. I already smell liquor on your breath. If you get to talking crazy, I won’t hesitate to have security drag your ass the fuck up out of here. We’re here to celebrate my grandma. Ain’t nobody interested in seeing me put my foot in your ass because you can’t behave tonight,” Billion told Denim.
She sucked her teeth, then turned around and looked at him like he was crazy.
“Negro, please! I had one drink! If you coming over here to tell me to be nice to your bitch, just say that!” she spat.
“Watch your mouth, man! I swear you so fuckin’ miserable!” He prepared to walk away, but Denim kept talking slick.
“I wasn’t miserable when I was coming down to that prison and letting you fuck me! Get the fuck on, Billion!” she snapped.
I heard the hate in her voice, the anger, and even what sounded like bitterness. Seems to me that I wasn’t the only one who wanted my baby daddy back.
“Nah, you were desperate, though. Quit fuckin’ trying me like I made you give me your pussy. You had a choice. If you want to take it there, you were giving me pussy while I was locked because you thought a nigga was going to get caught slipping and put another baby in you. Show off in front of Sidnesha if you want to. Denim, I’ll hurt yo’ motha fuckin’ feelings, shorty,” he spat, and then he really left this time.
Denim stood up and went in the opposite direction. I followed her with my eyes, and she was right back at the bar. I shook my head, knowing that this bitch was going to be fucked up tonight, and I could see her and Billion fighting.
About five minutes had gone by, and they were telling
everyone to stand up so we could get ready to surprise Billion’s grandmother. At this point, all her grandchildren, her great-grandchildren, and her children were at the front, ready for her to come in. As much as I tried to act like Billion’s grandmother got on my nerves, I had to admit that it was a great feeling to see her be surprised the way she did and be around so much love. This was a woman with a quick tongue, always having something slick to say, but she cried like a baby when she saw how many people had come out tonight to celebrate her.
Billion’s grandmother greeted her guests then took her seat on the stage in a chair that looked like it was made for a queen. Music was playing, and then they started to serve the food. While they were passing the food out, Denim came back over and took her seat.
“Damn, where the hell were you?” I questioned because she had been gone for a while.
“Girl, I had to step out. Baby daddy number one was calling. Bitching as always,” she spat.
I swear, I didn’t see how she managed to have two baby daddies because the one that I had, kept me ready to take his head off his shoulders every damn time he got around me.
Denim and I talked through our meal, and I wouldn’t say that she was drunk, but the bitch was tipsy and running off at the fuckin’ mouth. It was cool because the shit she was saying was hilarious.
“Come with me to the restroom. I need to pee,” she announced, which was fine with me because I needed to go too.
We both stood and made our way down the stairs, then we turned right and walked down a small hallway, which led to a restroom. There were about five stalls, and one of them was occupied. I knew those black and gold Christian Louboutin pumps because I was eying them when she stepped into the room with Billion. It was his arm candy for the night, and she was in one of the stalls. I smirked to myself, thinking that the timing was going to be perfect for us to finally get our introductions in.
Although I had to pee, I didn’t want to risk going into one of the stalls, and she left before I could get the introduction that I needed from her.
“Nesha, I still can’t believe that Billion came out here with that skinny ass bitch. He ought to be fuckin’ embarrassed to have even brought that hoe around, knowing he got two of the thickest bitches for a baby mama. He’s clearly attracted to that bitch’s face because I know how much of a sucker that nigga is for a big ass,” Denim talked shit from her stall.
I was trying to beat on her door and give her the heads up to chill, but she wasn’t getting it. I was at the sink now, washing my hands, when suddenly, the stall where Ms. Arm Candy was opened. She stepped out, and we looked at each other through the mirror. Because she and I were closer to each other this time, I could really see her face, and she was much prettier in person. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a dark-skinned person with gray colored eyes. That alone gave her an exotic look and made her stand out.
I knew that she had to have heard Denim loud and clear, but she didn’t say anything, which proved Denim and me right about her being way out of his league. Billion was used to messing with hood bitches, and any hood bitch would have been beating down Denim’s door, prepared to beat some ass.
In less than ten seconds, Denim came out of her stall, and when she did, she and Billion’s date exchanged looks.
“Not sure what I said or what I did to you, but you are clearly out of pocket for talking about me in such a way. I’ve known about the two of you since Twinkle told me who you all were to Billionaire. I’ve never said anything ill about either of you behind your backs, so I would appreciate it if you showed me the same respect that I show you,” the woman said to Denim.
I was washing my hands, and I laughed at her calling him Billionaire because no fuckin’ body called him that shit.
Denim looked at her and laughed as well.
“Girl, fuck you!” was all Denim told her.
“That’s cool, but respect me, like I said. You still haven’t told me why you’re so mad,” she said as she grabbed some paper towels to dry her hands.
“Like I said. Girl, fuck you! Never mad. I just know for a fact that you aren’t even his type. Bitch, her son is damn near bigger than you! At least you’re cute, though,” Denim went on to say.
