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“Everybody.” I chuckled. “Warm the donut. Chill the milk.”
“Not everyone can be as perfect as me.” She winked before doing her bite-and-sip routine.
You’re right.She was perfect. Every damn part of her. Corinne was bold and not afraid of telling anybody how she felt. An alpha female naturally, she’d sweeten up nicely for me, though.
“What brings you in here?” I asked her while scanning the shelf for a different book.
“I was leaving the coffee shop and saw Tina. She told me you were over here and I came to say hi.”
“That’s cool. Real cool. Were you with friends?”
“Yes, actually. One friend. He owed me a coffee since he lost at Halo.”
“Hmm… I didn’t know you had any male friends.” I tried to play it as cool as I could, but I’d rather smash his head in.
“You’re jealous.” Corinne giggled. “Seriously jealous.”
“What? No. I’m not jealous. I’m merely stating the truth. I didn’t know.”
“Yes, but your balled fist says something different. Listen, Seven, when we were together, you swore that girls and guys could be friends. You even have your friendship or whatever with Tina. So how can you sit here and be ready to bash in some man’s face that you’ve never seen? How is he a threat when you don’t even know the story?”
I had seen his face, and it only amplified my need to slug him. “None of this matters, though, right?” I scoffed.
“No, it doesn’t. Because if you won’t admit that you’ve still got feelings for me, then I won’t admit mine, either.”
“Don’t stand here and lie to me. If you had feelings for me, then why did you break up with me? You’re trying to play me Corinne and I’m not trying to hear that.”
“No, I’m not. I may be a lot of things, but never a liar. To save face, I broke up with you. I never want to hate you.”
“Because that’s an option?” I turned fully toward her, frustrated by this entire scene.
“Yes!” she shouted before she calmed. She apologized to people nearby and stepped closer to me. “Do you know what it’s like to wait for your man for two hours on your anniversary, only for him to explain that he was busy tending to another woman’s needs? You didn’t care about mine. Just hers. Until you see and understand that Tina is the number one woman in your world and I was always second best, you’ll never understand why we broke up. I don’t want to be the understudy in the play. I want to be the star that everybody comes to see.”
“Who is everybody?” I asked defensively, ready to fight the people she spoke of.
“Just you.” Corinne turned around and walked away, exiting the bookstore without another glance in my direction.
Angry and without a place to put it, I threw my coffee into the trash and stormed out of the store. The brisk wind rushed my face as I exited, and Tina was approaching with a smile on her face.
“Are you two back together yet?” She beamed.
“What? Fuck no.” I growled at her.
“Easy tiger. Listen, this was fun, but I noticed while I was in line that one of my nails was chipping. I’m going to go to the nail salon. Did you want to go?”
“Hell no. Though, I’d like to know how you can drag me here and then leave because your precious ass nail needs to be attended to?”
“You needed the air.” She winked and walked toward a car waiting. She got into the share ride and the car pulled away just as quickly as she got in.
“Unbelievable.” I walked in the opposite direction, only to slow my pace when I saw Corinne hugging the guy from the coffee shop.
She kissed his cheek and then got into her car. Corinne waved at him in one of those flirty-ass girl waves and then drove away. I picked up the pace when she was out of sight, walking in his direction. He was on his phone doing something, standing in the middle of the sidewalk like he owned it.
“You’ll never be good enough for her, bro,” I said to him as I passed.
“You must be Seven.” He chuckled. “I wouldn’t listen to your advice when you obviously couldn’t keep her.”
I didn’t think. I just swung, catching him right in his chin. He had more fight than I thought because he recuperated and hit me in my side. Hands flew, sometimes mine, other times his. Grunts and groans came from us both as we tussled and fought over territory that didn’t belong to either of us. While this was about Corinne, mostly, it gave me that outlet that I was looking for. A place to put my emotions. So when he lit into me, it only fueled my repressed anger, as if each of his blows freed demons from me. It allowed me to force them out of my body through swift hits to him, and the rush of adrenaline to free the rest through my pores. Some would call it aggression, but I labeled it therapeutic.
