Page 16 of Ony If It's You
I was a humble person and didn’t really like to throw the things that I had and my blessings in other people’s faces. If anything, I tried to use what I had to bless others, but this bitch was pushing it.
“How, girl? Money isn’t everything.”
“Says the woman with her hand always out,” I spat. “Look Brooke, I didn’t do anything to intentionally hurt you nor did I want to ruin your day. We came here to celebrate you, that’s why I’m here now.”
“Wait.” She laughed. “You think I would still allow your wack ass to be a part of my wedding? You can’t be serious.”
That was the last slick remark I was going to let slide. I was done trying to explain myself and definitely wasn’t going to kiss her ass. Before I even had a chance to set her straight and say anything, there was a big commotion. As I turned to look in thedirection of the door, in walked Javyous, his cousin Dominique, and the older man that Celeste told me was Javyous’s uncle.
What were they doing here? How did they even know where to find us?
I didn’t have to wonder long. When I glanced Celeste’s way, she was wearing a big goofy grin and eyeing Dominique. Nudging her, I broke her little stare down and scowled at her. I knew I was going to have to speak to him eventually, but now wasn’t the time.
“Kehlani, I need to holla at you.”
The sound of Javyous’s voice sent chills down my spine and moisture directly to my center. I hadn’t remembered much of what happened last night, but the way he’d handled me and made love to my body was something that honestly couldn’t be forgotten.
“I’m talking to my friend. It’s her?—”
Brooke cut me off. “No, we’re done talking and we’re done being friends. You and your little murderer need to get the fuck out.”
“Excuse me?” Celeste and I took a step forward at the same time, but we were both grabbed from behind.
“That ain’t move you want to make, li’l mama,” JV said in my ear.
“Exactly, listen to your little thugged out, fake ass husband. I will have you ruined just as bad as his ass is,” Brooke taunted.
The moment JV loosened his grip a bit, I rushed out of his hold and popped Brooke in her mouth. I wasn’t playing when I said that I wasn’t for any more of her disrespect. She was talking out the side of her neck and too fuckin’ much for my liking. I wasn’t confrontational, but I was very far from scary and Brooke knew that. I had saved her ass millions of times from bitches when were kids.
“Shit, maybe this isn’t a good idea,” the uncle mumbled. “JV, Dominique, grab the ladies and let’s go.”
He walked out first followed by Celeste and Dominique, then we followed shortly after.
“You’re dead to me, Lani, and you’re going to regret this. I promise you that.”
Ignoring her, we kept our stride out of the building. We had already drawn a crowd and I expected that it wouldn’t have been ideal for Javyous to be connected to any drama right now.
There was an Escalade waiting out front, so the five of us climbed in and pulled away. There was an awkward, uncomfortable silence that surrounded us as we rode before the uncle spoke up.
“Hello ladies, I’m Preston or Pres as this one likes to call me.” He tossed his head in the direction of Javyous before he extended his hand for us to shake.
Celeste and I took turns accepting his hand and introducing ourselves.
“Celeste.”
“Kehlani.”
“Nice to meet you ladies.” His smile was so genuine and sincere. “I wish the circumstances were a little better.”
“Right.” I sighed. “What is this about?”
“Well, it seems that you and my nephew here have gotten yourselves in quite a pickle.”
My gaze traveled to Javyous whose eyes were locked onto me. I’d felt him staring the entire time that we were in the car, but I was avoiding looking his way.
“Yeah, we have, but I plan to take care of it as soon as we get back home.”
“Take care of it?” he asked.
