Page 115 of I Heard It All Before

Asha ran back to her car and sped out of the parking lot, right as Demi and some of the women from the shop rushed out to see what was going on. Asha laughed at their shocked expressions when she looked out of her rearview mirror and saw them standing there. She felt a whole lot better and she was happy that she’d done it. Now, all she had to do was sit back and wait for Cam to call her once again.

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It took two days, but Asha finally heard from Cam again. He didn’t call her that time, but they exchanged text messages for over an hour. He was pissed about what she’d done to Demi’s car, as if she cared. He wanted to talk to her to get things straight, but he wanted them to meet face to face. Asha was all for that and she spent the entire morning making sure her appearance was on point.

“Are you sure that talking is all that y’all are gonna do? You got all dressed up and shit,” Kenya said as she looked Asha up and down.

Since Kelly was still in her feelings, Kenya had been spending a lot of time at their house with Quincy. She was looking for a relationship and Quincy was chasing his next nut.

“Girl bye, that nigga know what it is. Why we gotta meet up at a hotel to talk? He rented a room and everything. That nigga trying to fuck. His pregnant bitch must not be doing it right,” Asha laughed.

“Don’t get pregnant again heifer,” Kenya joked.

“Him and his bitch don’t want that. They can’t handle me now, so you know they can’t handle me when I’m pregnant,” Asha laughed as she grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

She sent Cam a text, letting him know that she was on her way to the room. He messaged her back saying that he was already there. Asha was nervous and excited about being with him again, but a part of her knew that they weren’t over for good. Cam had cheated on her more times than she could count. She didn’t know why Demi thought she was so special that it wouldn’t happen to her. When Asha pulled up to the hotel room, she smiled when she saw Cam’s trucked parked in the parking lot. She bypassed the front desk clerk and took the elevator up to his floor. Before knocking on the door, Asha sprayed herself with a little perfume and popped a piece of gum in her mouth. After putting a little more gloss on her lips, Asha knocked on the door and it was opened a few seconds later. Asha had a smile a mile wide until she walked into the room and stood face to face with Demi.

“You’re even dumber than I thought. Did you honestly think that Cam would have rented a room just to talk to your rat ass?” Demi smirked as she took in the shocked expression on Asha’s face.

“Wow. I’m dumb, but you’ve been texting me pretending to be Cam. Are you that threatened by me?” Asha smirked.

She couldn’t believe that she had fallen for one of the oldest tricks in the book. Her first mind told her that something was wrong, but she didn’t listen. Cam wasn’t the texting type, but Asha really wanted to believe that it was him. Demi was about ready to pop, so she didn’t see her doing something so stupid. She obviously didn’t care about her unborn child as much she should have to pull such a desperate act. Asha was ready to send another one of Cam’s kids to heaven by beating it out of Demi’s womb.

“Yeah, I got a law degree, but I’m threatened by a bitch who still lives with her mother and sells bundles for a living,” Demi said as she laughed at her own sarcasm.

“Fuck you, bitch! I’ll stomp that ugly ass baby out your stupid ass,” Asha threatened as she walked up to her.

“I would love to see you try,” Imani said as she walked out of the bathroom and joined them.

“I should have known that your scary ass wasn’t alone,” Asha observed.

“Unlike you, I’m trying to make sure that my son gets here alive,” Demi smirked, knowing that her comment had sent Asha over the edge.

“You bitch!” Asha fumed as she charged at Demi.

She was never able to get too close to her though. Imani delivered a kick to her gut that knocked the wind out of her and had her gasping for air. Asha stumbled, but she refused to go down. She forgot all about Demi as she started swinging on Imani instead. Asha didn’t know who the other woman was, but she must have owned a karate black belt. Imani was kicking and double kicking like the black female Jackie Chan. Asha had never seen no shit like that in her life other than the movies. Demi was sitting in the chair rubbing her stomach, while Asha was getting her ass kicked all over the room. Her mouth was bloody and it felt like her eyes were swelling. Asha was a decent fighter, but fighting wasn’t what the other woman was doing.

“I think she’s had enough sis,” Demi said, calling Imani off.

“You sure sis? She’s still moving,” Imani said as she kicked Asha in the stomach.

“Oww,” Asha moaned in agony.

“Yeah, I think she gets the point. And the next time you decide to fuck with me, you’ll be behind bars with your other family members fighting charges that you’ve never even heard of. Your grandkids will need lawyers when I finish with your ass,” Demi warned.

“One more time sis. She looks like she’s trying to get up,” Imani said as she did some kind of kick that landed in Asha’s face.

“Bitch, are you trying to kill her?” Demi asked.

“You want me to,” Imani questioned as she looked over at Demi seriously.

“Hell no, jackass. Let’s go. Oh, and thanks for getting my car upgraded Asha. Since you fucked up my other one, my man surprised me with something better. And you might wanna get yourself together and leave. The guests might be arriving to claim their room soon,” Demi said as she and Imani walked out of the room.

Imani’s husband was a manager at the hotel and she called in a favor to a housekeeper that she was cool with. She let Demi and Imani use one of the rooms for a while. The guests weren’t scheduled to check in until later that evening and she assured Imani that she would make sure that the room was ready by then.

“Damn man,” Imani said as they rushed out of the hotel and back to Cam’s truck.

“What’s wrong?” Demi asked.

“I should have taken a picture of my handiwork to show my instructor. He would have been proud to know that I used everything that he taught me,” Imani replied.

“Are you trying to incriminate us Billy Blanks? I let you test your skills out on that hoe since you were dying to get a victim, but it’s over. That bitch just needed to get her ass beat one good time to get her mind right,” Demi replied.

“Bitch thought she was coming to get some dick and walked straight into a kickboxing match,” Imani laughed as she and Demi got into the truck and drove away.

Demi had to erase all the evidence from Cam’s phone before she got busted. Cam sat his phone anywhere and she used it to her advantage. He was at home in a deep sleep, so the timing was perfect. Cam told her not to worry about what happened to the car, especially since he got her another one. Demi just couldn’t let it go down like that. Asha was a damn fool if she thought she was getting away that easily. She had met her match with Demi because she could be just as grimy as she was. Sadly, Asha had to find that out the hard way.

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