“Good dick will make a bitch go crazy huh Lani?” Kyla said, and they all started laughing.
“Y’all ain’t funny and Tisha shut the fuck up with your instigating ass,” I yelled at her.
“Alright y’all, I’ma talk to y’all tomorrow before Lani decide to fuck me up like ol girl back there,” Tisha said laughing.
This bitch was really in the chair dying laughing. I swear I wanted to slap the shit out of her right now. On the way to the house, we passed by McDonald’s.
“Oooohh Lani, stop there right quick so I could get an ice cream come,” Tisha said.
“No hoe, after you just made all these jokes, hell no,” Lani said, sounding like a spoiled brat.
“Come on now Lani. Bitch you got me out here in the middle of the damn night with your fighting ass,” Tisha said.
We ended up pulling into the McDonalds’s drive-thru to get this bitch an ice cream cone.
“Don’t spill that shit in my car either,” I told her and she waved me off.
Five minutes later, we were back to Tisha’s and Otis’s house. I went inside, got my baby and headed back home. When I got there, Tyrone’s car was in the driveway. I opened the front door and made my way upstairs. My baby was still sleeping, so I laid her in her crib.
When I got in my room, Ty was coming from out of the bathroom.
“It’s nothing else to say, I just hope she really is fired,” I said to him.
“Yeah man, she fired. Ka’lani all that you did was unnecessary. I could have easily handled that shit myself. Why the fuck you brought your ass down there anyways?” he barked.
“Because your stupid ass didn’t hang up the phone so I heard the whole thing,” I yelled.
“With that being said, then you heard me tell that bitch that I love my wife. That’s crazy, my own fuckin wife don’t even trust me,” he said.
“Baby I do trust you, it’s these bitches that I don’t trust,” I screamed at him.
“Alright Ka’lani goodnight,” he said, mad.
I knew my husband was mad at me. I couldn’t sleep knowing he was pissed, so I had to make it up to him.
“Baby, I’m sorry, I do trust you,” I said, trying to hug him.
“Lani gone now,” he said, pushing me off.
He laid in the bed and got under the covers. I couldn’t let my husband be mad at me over something like this, I just couldn’t.
“Come on Ty, don’t be mad at me baby. I’m sorry, I just let my emotions get the best of me. Baby be honest, if the shoe was on the other foot, you would have reacted the same way I did,” I said to him.
“Naw, because the nigga would be dead,” he said, turning over to look at me.
“Well come on, let me go shoot that bitch,” I said, causing him to laugh.
“Girl you fuckin wild. What am I gon’ do with your ass?” he asked, pulling me closer to him.
“Love me,” I said, kissing his lips.
I honestly felt like I did nothing wrong. Symone deserved that ass whooping. What made it so bad was the fact that this bitch was supposed to be my damn sister. That’s my fuckin flesh and blood. Even though we’re not close or nothing like that, it’s the fuckin principle. You don’t go around trying to fuck your sister’s husband!
Chapter 16: Tisha
I woke up the next morning around 10 a.m. It was a Friday morning and I had to be to the salon by 12. When I looked to the left of me, I noticed that Otis wasn’t lying next to me, which was weird because half the time, he doesn’t wake up until late in the afternoon. I got up out the bed and proceeded to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I reached to get my toothbrush, I noticed something real heavy on my ring finger. Oh my God!
“Otis!’ I yelled excitedly.