Page 40 of Her Loyalty

"You have a girlfriend?" She asked him and he nodded quickly.

"But Ms.Wanda told me that if I dated her daughter, she'd see me through school. For no cost to me."

"Meaning free."

"Free?" Dej asked and he nodded.

"Free." He repeated.

"So I did what she asked of me but obviously Tiana and I were both cheating on the people we love. Just to get where we wanted to go. I got free school and Tiana got whatever she got." He shrugged and I scoffed, standing to my feet.

"Wow. Yo, this is some crazy shit right here." Dej shook her head, watching as I walked to the other side of the room.

I couldn't wrap my brain around this shit right now. T's mom was really out here doing some conniving shit and though I understood what was going on clearly now, that still didn't make up for T lying to me. She should've just told me about this shit from jump.

"Look man, had I known Tiana was in a relationship too we could've just faked it all. I would've preferred that anyway." He went on and I shook my head frantically as anger shot through me.

"Yo, tell me something." I walked back over to them.

"Did you fuck my girl?" I asked out of habit and he shook his head.

"No, man. Never."

"Tiana's a good girl, she'd never go that far with me."

"Don't lie to me, nigga. I saw all the messages." I went on, looking down at him.

"No, man. We never had sex." He spoke and I just looked down at him with pure hatred. I wanted to end this nigga right now. Right here.

"Okay, now that I think about it."

"There was this one time she begged for me to-" He started but stopped, nervously looking up at me.

"What?"

"Tell me."

"Tell me na' or I'm gon' kill you, nigga. On god, I'm gon' kill you." I snatched the gun from Dej's hand, pointing it at his temple.

"Alright. Alright." He said, giving in.

"One time she came over and she was upset about something but she wouldn't tell me what she was upset about. I'm guessing it was something with you." He looked up at me while I still held the gun firmly, ready to pop his ass.

"So we went upstairs and for the first time ever, she was all over me. Begging me to-" He started but stopped as he watched my face turn sour.

"What the fuck she beg you for nigga?!" I spat, needing to hear this.

"She begged me to eat her out and.."

"And what?" I spat, waiting for him to answer but the room was now quiet.

Cocking my gun back, he swallowed the lump in his throat before blurting out his answer.

"I did."

Hearing those words, I lost all sense of care. I no longer gave a fuck about shit.

Swinging the gun back, I quickly brought it back, slamming that shit against his head.

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