Page 19 of Pills and Potions: Snoh
“It was a serum not a drug. The only thing I made you do was admit your feelings for a nigga. In my eyes, you were London. The affection for me changed and had my fuckin’ mind wondering. The things you said and did threw a muthafucka off track, so I had to settle that shit. A nigga had to make sure he wasn’t crazy.”
“Snoh, all you had to do was ask. The difference between me and London is I’m all woman and don’t give a fuck about the truth being told. She couldn’t care less about you, for real. It’s me who loves you but because I’m not her, you would never see it.” Unlocking the door, she opened it and said, “I’m sorry for deceiving you, but I think it’s best you leave.”
“Gladly.”
I was over this shit, to be honest. It was too much to take in for one day and quite frankly it was fuckin’ with me. Obsessedwith one but able to physically engage with the other. My mind was blown at this point.
As I walked toward the front door, London met me halfway from the other side of the condo. I assumed that was where she resided. She was dressed in a t-shirt and sweats. I could tell this had always been her way of letting me know she wasn’t attracted to me. Lyric showed way more skin than she did.
“Mr. Harris, I’m sorry for the trouble we caused. I really had no idea that Lyric even had feelings for you. I would’ve never let her step in if I did.”
“I gave you whatever you asked for plus more. Why the fuck would you pull some dumbass shit like that on me?” I was furious with London. I had more sympathy for Lyric but London legit knew me better and still played in my fuckin’ face.
“You never deny my vacation, but you did this time, and I refused to accept it. I promised my girlfriend a vacation and if I’m keeping this all the way real with you, it’ll always be her over you. She’s who I love, Mr. Harris, and have loved for years. I’m gay, not bi. Flirting with you at work is harmless and fun for me. It was never real. I knew you wanted me and realized you would rather gift me than blur those lines, so I fed into it. I’m sorry.”
I was so pissed I couldn’t do shit but laugh. She got what she wanted fa sho. Taking my money and playing with my emotions was fun for her. I showed her countless times where my head was at, and it was brushed to the side. Lyric said she never really gave a fuck about me, and I’d be damned if shorty wasn’t standing here admitting it.
“Find your way to work from now on and start finding your replacement.”
“What? You’re firing me?”
“The fuck you think? Don’t call me unless I’m truly needed.” I walked out the door not caring for a response.
Twins. Oh, they got a nigga good. I mean, damn. My brother was going to have a fuckin’ time with this shit. I was a gentleman until Lyric crossed the line. I kept it business until she made it personal. Then again, she let that shit be known it was never business for her. My dumbass really couldn’t put two and two together when the shit was right in my face.
“Well played ladies. Well fuckin’ played,” I voiced feeling defeated.
10
LYRIC
“Lyric get the fuck out here now!” London was shouting for me, but I was too deep in thought to deal with her right now. Snoh knew the truth, and, in my heart, I felt like he was disappointed that it wasn’t London he was sharing a bed with. My feelings in this really didn’t matter because he didn’t know shit about me until today. His love was for her, not me.
My room door swung open, and she walked in with Alani behind her. “If y’all ‘bout to throw hands, let me know now, bae. Once I leave for work, I can’t turn back until the meeting is over.”
“As bad as I want to rock her shit… I’m not. I love her too much to put my hands on her. Lyric, we need to talk. Right fuckin’ now.” London pushed past Alani and headed for the living room.
I rolled my eyes following behind her. She was about to tear me a new one and I couldn’t do shit but take it. I promised her I wouldn’t let that nigga see a difference in us and I did the complete opposite. I understood her frustration.
Alani placed a kiss on London’s lips and dipped out. We were alone and I could feel my sister’s anger filling the room by thesecond. I fucked up, I could admit that but having that time with Snoh was lowkey worth it. She had her happily ever after. I was chasing mine.
“What the fuck, Lyric?”
“I know,” I mumbled.
“Do you? This nigga about to fire me all because of the shit you did. What was the reason? I mean, I know how he can be but was that all it took to get you to fuck?” London had yet to lower her tone. She was yelling so bad her voice was beginning to crack.
“You don’t see him the way I do and never will.”
“Lyric, you fucked my boss. We had an understanding. Be me, not you!” Her face was red as fuck letting me know she was beyond upset. I know it was killing her not to lay hands on me. She liked to fight when she got mad.
“I don’t know how to do that, and you know it. You played him for labels, and I played you for a week with him so we’re all even,” I threw back nonchalantly.
“Bitch…”
“Look, I’m in love with the nigga you work for. It’s that simple. When I saw a way in, I took it. Sorry for getting you fired, but I’d do that shit all over again with no regrets.” I shrugged.
We sat there looking at each other without saying a word. I was standing on my actions, and she was trying to figure out why I deceived her. Her and Snoh were in the same boat. The choices were mine to make and I did it with my chin up. I wasn’t sorry about shit I did. However, her losing her job wasn’t what I wanted for her.
