Page 37 of We Could Be Better

I wasn’t beyond mad but chose not to speak on it because I had problems of my own like the fact that Chaz came to the house last night asking me for money. I was finally over him and doing better, but like always he would pop back up and try to bring me right back down. But not this time; I called his girl and politely asked her to come get her man from in front my house. I was fine being single and I didn’t need or want any drama my way.

When we were younger Chaz had a problem with abusing pills, so I knew when he came to my house looking for money he went broke supporting his habit. For years I had covered up what he was he really did, so that he would keep a descent job. I would be up plenty nights shaking him back only for him to shit on me. I was done crying and feeling sorry for myself; I was far too beautiful to let a man mistreat and misuse me.

“Girl tell me why Nik keep calling me phone; I had to put the bitch on block list. It’s really nothing that she can say to me right now.”

“When will she ever get the fucking picture?”

“I don’t know but I really wish she leave me the fuck alone and focus on her and man and baby she’s carrying.”

“Right!”

I stayed at the house with Kyra for a few more hours. We watched movies and shared laughs talking about the old times. Having a real friend is an awesome feeling just knowing you have someone you can call on without the world finding out.

I was walking through the mall with my girl Chanel enjoying my outing. With everything going on I needed a little retail therapy and the fall line by Steve Madden was out. So I was sitting in there grabbing damn near every shoe off the shelf laughing with Chanel ready to turn up with my girls. Cash was throwing his boy a welcome to Atlanta party and I was trying to look real fucking good I was single and it had been forever since I had some dick. I planned on getting chose at that party.

“Damn girl those shoes bad as fuck.”

“I know bitch I gotta get these,” Chanel said.

We had so many bags in our hands and were still going to more stores. I needed to make I was looking good when I hit the scene tonight.

“Come on Chanel let’s go; I got enough and my damn arms starting to hurt.”

“Bitch bout time you decide you ready I just ain’t say shit because I know it’s been a minute since you last went out. But my fucking arms are numb.” We both laughed and got ready to exit the mall and head home.

I needed to take me a nap before I let Kyra slay my hair and makeup for me. I was so happy she decided to come out tonight; she made six weeks last week and still just been sitting in the house. She didn’t want anybody to touch Cashe not even his grandmother; she was so protective. But once Dreka called and said she would be coming Kyra quickly fell in line. I knew then tonight would be a success; my girls were back together and we were about to paint the city red.

“Meet me and Kyra around 6 we can all get dress there and ride in my car.”

“Ok see you then.” Chanel said before we parted ways

It was already after 1 so I decided to just head straight over to Kyra house and take a nap there. I know if I would’ve gone home and took a nap; I would’ve overslept and probably missed everything.

I pulled up to Kyra house and noticed Dreka had made it already; I got too happy because I hadn’t seen her since the day everyone got into it. Kyra either so I already know she probably been crying.

“Woah love let me help you with those bags.”

“I got it!”

Lord, why this man had to be so darn fine? I mean he was a gift from God; he was an African King and he took pride in himself. He lips were pink and juice; he stood about six foot one and had the whitest teeth I had ever seen.

“Bleek;” he said extending his hand out.

“Mina!”

Well, Ms. Mina will I see you tonight?”

“If the Lord says the same you sure will.”

I couldn’t take standing there talking with him any longer; I was starting to get wet talking with him. I took out towards the door before he could say anything else. I ran up the stairs taking two steps at a time I needed to go check my damn panties.

“Kyra where you at?”

“In the room.”

“Girl yall have to get me away from that man downstairs.”

“Who Bleek he’s harmless”

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