“Look at me for what? What do you want, Diandre?” From the way her voice shook when she talked, I could tell that she was cared about something, I just didn’t know what.
“You got literally a second to get over here! You don’t want me to have to come and get you,” I said.
She quickly got up and made her way over to me. The closer she got,
the handprints that were around her neck became fairly visible. Since I’ve been with Toya, this was the first time that she had ever avoided eye contact with me. I pulled her into me and examined her neck, all the while she kept trying to move away so that I wouldn’t see it.
“What happened to your neck, Toya? Don’t lie to me either, so think before you answer the question.”
Immediately, she burst into tears. “He’s going to send you back to jail, Diandre. He… he… showed me pictures.” She was trying to tell me what happened, but she kept crying, and it was hard for me to make out what she was saying. All I heard was jail and pictures, and I didn’t know what the hell she was talking about.
“Calm down, Toya, and then tell me what’s going on.” I spoke in a calmer voice this time because I knew that I was probably scaring her by the way that I was talking to her.
She got it out her system for another two minutes or so and then she was back to normal.
“You good now?” I asked, and she nodded her head.
Her eyes and nose were red and puffy. This girl was going to cry herself to death.
“Okay, now what happened?” I asked, and she told me everything that took place in her office.
“Where his bitch ass at?”
I headed for the door, but she immediately ran toward it and spread out her hands, preventing me from going out.
“Dre, no, you’re going to go to jail! That’s why I didn’t want to tell you!” she cried.
I wasn’t having that. I tried to shove her out of the way, but she was putting up one hell of a fight. Damn, this girl really loved my ass because she wasn’t letting go of that door for shit.
“Alright, Toya, come on. I ain’t even about to lie to you, I’m not going to leave the shit alone, but I’m going to leave it alone for now because I hate seeing you cry like this over me. But honestly, do you think that I’m going to just sit back and allow another nigga to put his damn hands on you? What type of nigga would I look like if I just let that shit slide? Every time I look at your neck, it makes me want to kill this nigga, and you not making the situation any better by stopping me,” I said to her and she wiped her face.
“Get your shit and let’s go,” I said.
She walked away from the door, and when she did, there was a spot of blood on the door from where her head just was. I pulled her by her arm, turned her around, and examined the back of her head. Sure enough, there was a nasty knot on the back of her head and it was still bleeding. Fuck finding this nigga another night, I wanted his ass handed to me right now.
“Pack your shit up and stay the fuck in this room! Don’t fuck with me, Toya, stay your ass in here!” I said.
I left out of the office and closed the door behind me. I no longer saw Mr. White, so I figured that he may be somewhere on the other side cleaning another office. I walked down the hallway. Each office held the name of the worker beside the door, so I kept going until I saw James’ office. When I spotted it, I looked under and I could tell that someone was inside because there was movement going on. I tried my luck and used the key that Mr. White had given me, and the key opened the door right on up. Clearly, this key gave me access to all the rooms, so I damn sure was going to keep this on me.
“I heard you were looking for me! Don’t go through my girl with that bullshit, go through me! What, you thought because you showed Toya those charges that she was going to leave a nigga or some shit? Let me tell you something, you dick rider, there ain’t shit about me that my girl don’t already know! And then you had the balls to tell my woman that I go around fuckin’ bitches every day. Clearly, you haven’t sampled Toya’s pussy because if you did, then you would know that she’s working with a greedy ass pussy, and one round with her ain’t enough. So, what I’m trying to say is a nigga only got so much stamina. I can’t afford to fuck bitches during the day and then come half stepping when it comes to pleasing my woman. But I don’t even care about none of that though. What’s pissing me off is the fact that you can’t keep your hands to your fuckin’ self!”
I could feel the steam coming from my ears as I walked over to him.
“Please leave, or I will be forced to call the authorities on you,” he said, and his voice shook.
I walked right up on him and punched his ass dead in the mouth. He immediately fell to the floor like the little bitch he was.
“Do it look like a give a fuck about some damn authorities? You saw my record, so you know just as well as I do that me dealing with the police ain’t nothing new! Let me show you what happens to motha fuckas who don’t know how to keep their hands to themselves.”
I picked up a plaque off his desk and went to beating his ass with it. It’s like a nigga fuckin’ zoned out. I kept going because I wanted to see more blood. I had to.
“Dre, come on. You’re going to kill him,” I heard Toya say from behind me.
“Didn’t I tell you to stay your ass in the fuckin’ office, Toya? Get the fuck out!” I said.
When I turned to look at her, she was still there. She looked over at James and then back up at me.
“NOW, Toya! GET OUT!” I yelled, and she quickly ran out the room.