"Take that shit." He threw it on the glass coffee table, now just being disrespectful.
"Oh, so you want to be disrespectful today?" I asked, jolting my back at his actions.
"I ain't being disrespectful." He defended.
"Yes, you are. First it's the drugs in front of me, now you're throwing things?"
"I ain't sell no fuckin' drugs in front of you." He spat, glaring at me as his nose flared.
"Don't start this dumb ass shit tonight, T."
"I really ain't even tryna hear that." He went on, wrapping his money in rubber bands and I simply nodded my head.
"Okay. Goodbye." I said to him, grabbing my phone off of the table before making my way to the door as he sat there fuming.
"Just know that if you hiding some shit, it's gon' be a fuckin' problem." He spat, shoving the money into his pockets.
"For you and whoever else.."
"You already know what's up with me." He threatened and I scoffed.
"Are you serious? Hiding what, Dominic? What are you even talking about right now?" I spat back to him, guiltily.
"You heard what I said to you, T. You came all the way back over here for that phone but you ain't even acknowledging me. Your nigga." He slapped his chest, looking at me.
"What do you want me to do? I have to get back home."
"I ain't tryna hear that shit, man. Any other time, you all over a nigga but now it's all about that phone."
"Oh okay. You're feeling a little insecure right now so I'm going to give your space."
"Because obviously if I'm not jumping on your dick the second I'm with you then I don't love you and I only care about the phone that I use to communicate with your dumb ass." I spat to him.
"Don't try to flip this shit on me. I ain't worried about no sex and I ain't worried about no affection. I just want you to acknowledge me!"
"You came over here strictly for that phone. That shit could've waited yo."
"Then you catch an attitude and try to leave." He scoffed.
"Because you're selling drugs in front of me when you know I don't like that at all."
"And I'd never do that shit in front of you, on purpose. Never, you know that."
"But you just popped up, how was I supposed to know you was gon' pull up tonight for that dumb ass phone."
"And somebody still steady blowing your shit up. I ain't fuckin' crazy!" He went on as my phone vibrated again in my hands.
"No, you are." I nodded my head as he watched me.
"You are crazy, if you're sitting there trying to accuse me right now."
"I ain't accusin' you of shit. I'm just telling you like it is but you already know how I get down." He bucked and I shook my head at him.
"Whatever, Dominic. Bye. I'll see you whenever." I spat to him, opening the front door.
"Right.."
"Came all the way down here for that fuckin' phone but would've never did no shit like that for me." He continued.