"It's only a phone, you can do without for the night."
"Um, no I can not." I talked back, not even about to play on the fact that Dom could easily find out that I was cheating on him tonight. No way.
"I know you are not talking back to me young lady, you need to watch your mouth and the way that you're talking to Connor. He's been nothing but nice to you."
"Sorry, mom and Sorry, Connor." I shook my head in disappointment at my actions, simply just ready to get out of here.
"But I really really need to get my phone. It's important." I expressed and I listened to Connor scoff as my mother simply shook her head.
"Fine but make it quick, Tiana. We don't have all night."
"What? She can't go. My parents want to meet her."
"Connor it's fine." My mother calmed him as I shook my head.
"Well at least make it quick. I'm going to call you when they arrive." He went onto say and that did nothing but light a fire under my ass.
Leaving quickly out of the kitchen, I made my way outside and unlock my car doors. I got in, slamming my door behind me as I crunk up and pulled out of the drive way.
My mind was clouded but I knew I needed to get over to Dom's quick. I didn't need him going through my phone and finding anything. That was the last thing I needed.
*
Dom
10 minutes later
"Yo, Dom." Piro called, standing on the corner again as I walked up to him.
"What's good witcha?" I dapped him up before he pulled out some money.
"Got that weed?" He asked and I nodded, discreetly, making the exchange as he smiled a toothy smile.
"Thanks man and oh yeah, I apologize about earlier.." He trailed off.
"I ain't never meant to disrespect your crib or your sister like that." He went on and I waved him off, walking away.
"Yeah, just don't ever come by my crib again, nigga."
"Might get your face blown off the next time." I joked, making my way back to the block.
As I did, I felt Tiana's phone buzzing in my pocket for what felt like the hundredth time tonight. The contact name was underDon't Answerso I figured it was her moms or something but for them to still be calling was doing something to me because by now she'd be home with her moms. So it no longer made sense to me.
Chuckling to myself, I tried my hardest not to think the worst. From my sister acting weird to T being distant these passed couple of days, I could feel that some shit was going on but me being the solid nigga I am, I held it down and kept my composure.
I ain't have to step out of character, shit would come to light no matter what. And T knew what it was between us, she know the type of nigga I am.
"Yo, Dom. I heard you got that good shit." Somebody called, breaking me away from my thoughts.
"Who that?" I looked back, still making my way up my block.
"Pete, nigga." He said as I stopped in my tracks, seeing the homie, Pete, come around the corner.
"In the flesh."
"Aw shit, what's up with you?" I dapped him proudly once he made his way over to me.
"Shit. Been chilling in the cut.." He trailed off.