Page 96 of The Love of Priest

While all the ladies surrounded Monica, one of Jadey's other bridesmaids who was trying on her dress, Britain took a seat, distancing herself. She wasn't sure if anyone even noticed she had arrived, and she definitely didn't care to make her presence known.

It took the ladies a while to finally reclaim their seats once Monica gave her thoughts about what should be readjusted on her dress. They were all pretty shocked to see Britain sitting alone, especially Caroline, who was prepared to cheer Jadey up about Britain flaking once again.

"Brit-Brat, why didn't you tell me you were here? I was about to get in your dress and resize it for you." Jadey laughed lightly as she plopped down and took a seat next to Britain. She wrapped her arms around her for a one-sided hug while Britain gave a tight-lipped smile.

"Yeah, I've been here for a while," Britain sighed.

Jadey side-eyed Britain. "Who pissed in your cereal and called it milk?" She raised a brow, not really liking Britain's slight attitude.

"We'll talk later. Let me just try on my dress and get going," Britain told her as she stood up.

Jadey nodded and directed her to the back where her dress was awaiting her. While on the way to the back, Britain noticed Caroline giving her a snotty look. She decided to take the high road and not say a word about it. In the dressing room, Britain inhaled a deep breath to keep her composure. Quickly, she slipped out of her personal clothes before slipping into the gown Jadey wanted her to wear.

She made her way out so Jadey could see how the dress looked on her. All the ladies gravitated toward her, but Caroline stayed behind. "It needs to be tighter around the waist so my good sis can look snatched." Jadey smoothed her hands along the sides of Britain's dress.

Britain nodded her head. "That's it, right?" she asked, ready to head back home.

Jadey sighed while nodding her head. "Yeah, just let her get the measurements and you're free to go." Jadey wasn't too pleased about being on the receiving end of Britain's attitude. Sometimes Britain had one of those days, so she was hoping it was just that.Britain okayed her before allowing the seamstress to take her measurements and pin her adjustments.

After that, Britain waded back to the dressing room to put her clothes back on. "That was quick," Britain mumbled to herself, happy the time spent was shorter than she expected.

Exiting the dressing room, Britain swung her backpack over her shoulder, making her way to Jadey. "I'll see you later," Britain told Jadey. "We'll talk then."

"Wait! You're not staying?" Caroline jolted from her seat with her face screwed.

Both Jadey and Britain turned their heads in Caroline's direction with their brows furrowed. "Yeah, is there an issue with that?" Britain tilted her head to the side.

Caroline folded her arms across her chest, causing her already perky breasts to sit up practically below her neck. "You're the maid of honor, Brit. I'm sure you're not that busy," Caroline scoffed.

Britain let out a sharp breath. "See, there you go speaking on my life again! What I have going on is none of your fucking business!" she snapped at Caroline, causing all the ladies’ eyes to widen.

"Britain, calm down." Jadey grabbed Britain's wrist in hopes of easing her.

"No! I've let her slide numerous times, and now I'm fed up! Everybody can stop looking at me like I'm a mad woman! This bitch had it coming!" Britain pointed her finger aggressively in Caroline's face. "Slick shit is constantly coming out of your mouth, and yesterday, you took it upon yourself to run your tired, lip injections-ass mouth to my man about my pregnancy!" Britain blurted out carelessly, so riled up in anger, not realizing that she had mistakenly let the fact that she and Priest were in a romantic relationship slip out. "If it's my friendship with Jadey you want, have that shit. I can't fucking trust her anymore anyway!" she jeered before roughly snatching her wrist out of Jadey's grip.

Everyone was stunned that Britain even had it in her. She was usually the quiet girl who spoke when spoken to. Jadey looked as if she had a big pile of shit smeared all over face. Her carelessness led to Britain being hurt. She never fathomed being the one to inflict pain on Britain, nor did she ever fathom her snapping on Caroline the way that she just had.

Not willing to listen to any apologies or pleas to hear anyone out, Britain stormed out of the boutique and made her way to her car. She sped away, going to the only place where she knew she could get the comfort she needed: home.

She dialed Priest’s number and began to feel discouraged once it got onto the last ring. Luckily, Priest answered before the call failed. "Hey, you good?" Priest asked.

Britain sniffled back the tears of anger she had brimming in her eyes. "Can you just come over when you can?" she asked as she sped home to avoid crying on the road.

"I'm on my way," he told her.

ChapterTwenty-Six

Priest leanedback in his seat as J'Ru slid into the passenger seat of his vehicle. They slapped hands with each other before J'Ru too reclined his seat. The two weren't really seeing eye to eye with each other since J'Ru felt like Priest should be using all the resources known to man to hunt for Jazzy, while Priest simply felt like he needed to wait it out.

Jazzy did wild things under pressure. Priest knew if he and J'Ru kept pushing and bugging her, she would eventually snap, and things would become uglier than they already were.

The silence lasted between them until J'Ru realized they were coming up on the block Bueno! sat on."Stop at Bueno!, nigga," J'Ru requested.

"For what?" Priest asked. Bueno! would’ve been the last place Jazzy would be at the moment.

J'Ru smacked his lips. "‘Cause I'm hungry, nigga," he informed him, causing Priest to stop the car.

"Always fucking hungry," he murmured in annoyance. J'Ru overheard what was said and snapped his head in Priest's direction.

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