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“I’m mature!” I argued, hella defensive… with a tween. “It’s just… You’re not old enough to understand.”
“Sure I am, my dad was being a fuckboy and it made you mad.”
“Do your parents know you’re cursing like this?!”
“No,” she giggled. “But my mom was the one who said it - about daddy acting like a fuckboy,” she explained, very comfortable with the term. “At first she was cussing him out for not telling her he was dating somebody, then he started trying to explain, and told her what happened at DistInk’d, which… He should’ve known better. My mom always goes nuts about Nya. She really doesn’t like that lady.”
I bit down on my lip, chewing a little as I tried to contain my curiosity. I really had no business having this conversation -anyconversation - with Tristan’s child.
Especially since I’d been ignoring the fuck out of him for over a week now.
But lil sis had all the tea, and I wanted it.
“Does… Your mother always get mad about him having girlfriends?”
Kiara shook her head. “Nope. Just Nya. And she was cool about Nya at first, but… you’ve met Nya, so…”
“Yeah.”
“That’s why she was so mean to you at the store that day,” Kiara explained. “She’s still shellshocked from Nya.”
“How old are you again?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“Thirteen,” Kiara giggled. “I read a lot.”
What?
“Anyway, my mom was all,I told you that bitch was nothing but trouble, but you don’t wanna listen.And so on.”
“Uh huh.”
“And then she was like,no woman who values herself worth a damn is gonna be cool with a slut puppy like Nya in your face unchecked, so if you want to be serious, you have to make a decision.”
“Wait, back up,” I said, raising my hands. “Slut puppy?”
Kiara shrugged. “My mom has all kinds of insults for Nya.”
Maybe I do like her, after all.
“Whatever - I hope your daddy - and your mother, andyouknow, that even if he does decide to drop his littlefriend…she’s not his biggest problem.Heis.” I stopped again, shaking my head. “Whyam I talking to a child about this? Actually - did he send you?”
Kiara’s face twisted in confusion. “Huh? You called me in here…”
Oh.
Right.
My point still remained.
Nya was a grown ass woman, in control of her own actions. Tristan wasn’t in charge of her. AndreallyI didn’t even care about them remaining friends after their relationship was over.
My problem was with the wayTristanhadn’t set any real boundaries with her.
Hegave her the access and confidence to feel like she could challenge and disrespect me where he was concerned. Could he make her do or not do anything?
Of course not.
But he set the tone, creating an environment where her bullshit was tolerated and accepted instead of treating it like the open hostility it was.
