“No. Let’s hear about Noah, bestie,” I said with flared nostrils.
Erin continued to stare at Jhae instead of turning her attention to me. Jhae’s eyes traveled from mine back to Erin. A smile etched on her face as she caught on to the tension.
“Who is Noah, Weirdo?” I asked.
“Jhae, we need to buckle down on some decisions for the visuals,” Erin said with her back turned.
In a few steps, I closed the space confiscating her phone. She reached for it, but I moved my hand.
“Oh, Bestie, he means something to you. Let me investigate,” I said.
She extended her hand for her phone, but I took it with me into the living room. Erin’s phone vibrated and the screen flashed Noah’s name. I answered on speaker.
“What’s up? We getting out today,” Noah asked.
I looked right at Erin waiting for her to show a reaction. The fact her body stiffened pissed me off.
“Hell, the fuck nawl. Lose this damn number before I beat yo ass about mine,” I said.
Malcolm joined us, scanning the room for clues. Jhae’s mouth flung open at my words. This wasn’t the first time she heard me talk reckless, but it’s the first over a woman.
“Yo bitch gave me her number,” Noah said.
“Bitch!” Erin and I both said in unison.
Malcolm tilted his head sideways at me as he crossed his arms. “You gon’ let him disrespect your woman. You wild for that, Quise.”
A fire churned in the pit of my stomach as I released my rage.
“Yo momma the bitch for not having the courage to tell your daddy to nut on her face. I’ma beat yo ass if you call this number again,” I said and ended the conversation.
Silence fell over the room as everyone glared at each other. Before Erin’s phone could lock, I called him back, putting it on speaker. “Erin, who the fuck...”
“Didn’t I tell yo bitch ass to lose this number, and you keep answering, homie. I’ll beat yo broke ass about my woman,” I said.
Erin covered her mouth as she continued to give me a frozen stare.
“I ain’t about to argue with you about some pussy I already had,” Noah said.
“It’s some pussy you will never feel again. Hug yo dick and reminisce, bitch. I got something for your hardheaded ass,” I said, ending the call.
I memorized the number before I stuffed Erin’s phone in my pocket and retrieved my own phone. Tapping the screen, the picture of me and Khaira disappeared. I scrolled to my few saved numbers and texted Ivey to get the ball rolling.
Me
Need a favor
Ivey
I need diamond earrings
Me
Charge it.
Ivey
What you need.
