“Girl, this game is over. Let’s get the hell out of here,” Tracy said.
“What’s up, Tracy? You trying to play some one on one? Both of us already got the balls.” As usual, Nardi was on some disrespectful shit, trying to make people laugh. A few people found humor in it, but Tracy looked like her feelings were hurt.
“Oooh!”
The crowd went crazy once again when Vinnie punched Nardi in the face, knocking him down to the floor. He was only able to get one good kick in before he was pulled away.
“This is the bullshit that I be talking about. You don’t speak up for yourself and you want me to stand there and watch you be disrespected. I’m done with this stupid, childish ass shit. Fuck you, Tracy, straight like that.” Vinnie broke away from the men that were holding him and stormed out of the rec room. By then, Harry was on the mic telling everybody to use the nearest exit to vacate the building. Thankfully, the money was collected ahead of time so they didn’t lose out in anything.
If they were anywhere else, there probably would have been some gunplay involved. Since Harry’s son was a police sergeant, he always made sure that the events at the rec room were heavily secured.
“The fuck is really going on. This nigga just said that we’re too old to be fighting and he’s the one fighting. It must be a full moon around this bitch,” Ferris said as he went to go make sure that Vinnie was straight. Tracy looked heartbroken, and Remi felt bad for her friend.
“Are you okay, boo?” Remi grabbed Tracy’s hand and squeezed it.
“No,” Tracy replied honestly as tears filled her eyes. Blaze was supposed to be staying the night by Remi, but she couldn’t leave her girl hanging like that.
“Hey, I need to make sure Tracy is good before I go home,” Remi said while looking at Blaze.
“That’s cool, love. I wanna go check on my Nana too. Just call me when you’re ready.”
“Okay.” Remi and Blaze shared a quick kiss before going their separate ways.
The entire day was filled with drama and Remi was over it. All she wanted to do was take a hot shower and lay up under Blaze until morning. Lately, that was something that she looked forward to doing.
“Bitch, I wish you would answer that phone for his ass.”
Renada frowned when she saw that Ferris was calling Reanna’s phone again. A few days had passed since the basketball game and she hadn’t talked to him since. She really wanted to kiss and make up but she felt played. Maybe she did go too far with getting the shirt made but she was not expecting that reaction, especially in front of her sister. Reanna had hyped him up so much, and he made her look like a desperate stalker. She really wanted to answer for him to see what he had to say but she couldn’t do that with Renada around.
“Girl, fuck him,” Reanna said as she continued to eat her crawfish.
She had been hanging with her two sisters lately and she missed their time together. Her brothers lived in the same rundown, low-income houses with their girlfriends, but only one of them was home at the time. The other two were locked up but that was nothing new. Their mother had a new man that she had living with her now but she was used to that too.
“I wanna see this cousin of his that you been beefing with,” her oldest sister, Dalia, said as she took a pull from her blunt.
“I’m not beefing with that hoe. We passed words the very first time we met, but I don’t really be seeing her like that. It’s on sight when I see her again though.” Reanna hated that Ferris was so close with his cousin because she hated her. If they ever made their situation a permanent one, she knew that Remi and Shiva were going to be a problem. She didn’t have much of a choice where Shiva was concerned since Ferris had the lil bitch so spoiled.
Reanna was lonely not having Ferris or Blaze around. She was so desperate for companionship that she’d called her husband a few times and prayed that he picked up. Unfortunately, her prayers weren’t answered and he never did. She was starting to regret signing the divorce papers and not fighting harder for her marriage. To her, it was nothing that counseling couldn’t fix, but he obviously felt otherwise. Apparently, some new bitch had all of his time and attention.
“I can’t believe that you filed for divorce. Bitch, I don’t give a fuck what that nigga did. He had you living better than you’ve ever lived before.”
Dalia thought her baby sister was a damn fool for leaving her husband, no matter the reason. Blaze was the full package, and she seriously doubted if she would find somebody better. The nigga that she wanted obviously didn’t feel the same way about her. She was bragging on that nigga too hard and too much. She was pissed when Renada told her how he treated her little sister at the basketball game. Had she been there, the outcome would have been completely different.
“Fuck him too. Trust me, Blaze ain’t as perfect as you thought he was.” Reanna was so happy that her sisters didn’t know the same people that she did. There was no doubt in her mind that they would have found out the truth eventually. None of them had a car, so they stayed close to their own hood and didn’t venture out much.
“Bitch, you better hide the weed. Here comes Jarell ole begging ass,” Renada said, speaking of their brother.
Dalia damn near burned her fingers trying to put the blunt out and hide it under the table. Their brother was the true definition of a bum and his girlfriend took care of him. She worked two jobs and braided hair on her days off. She had to be a hustler since her nigga wasn’t. He did lil odd jobs around the hood to keep money in his pocket but he was a known freeloader.
“Where that good shit at? I can smell it.” Jarell was sniffing the air like a trained K9. As usual, he was looking for freebies but they didn’t have nothing for him. Renada frowned when he sat down and started eating some of their crawfish like he was invited.
“I just finished it off before you came over here,” Dalia lied.
“The fuck been up with you, Reanna. I heard that nigga Blaze filed for divorce, huh? I knew it was a reason why you were hanging around here so much lately.”
Reanna almost gagged on her daiquiri when her brother said that.
“Nah big brother, get your facts straight. Lil sis is the one who filed.” Dalia believed what her sister said and she didn’t have a reason not to.