“Tuh,” Shane huffed. “Lame ass lines, somebody probably wrote that shit for you.How am I supposed to think without my brain head ass,” he mocked over the speaker. “I can’t wait to post this shit on my TikTok. Wannabe hard ass nigga but on my doorstep begging for help.”
“Ty,” Dexter griped, clearly losing his cool.
“I don’t have anything for you, and I don’t wanna talk to you.” She tried to shut the door, but he stopped her again.
“Bro, I’m not about to beg you.”
“And I’m not asking you to, the fuck?”
“All this about your slutty ass cousin? She a hoe, what the fuck you think she was gone do?” Dexter stretched his arms out like he had no choice but to stick his dick in Bobbi and any other bitch he had cheated on her with.
“You were fucking both of us at the same time! That’s sick as fuck,” Tyler screamed.
“And you got that hoe pregnant,” Shane added.
“The shit just got out of hand, bro,” he admitted. “I fucked up and-
“I'm homeless, carless, and my accounts are empty. My reputation is being dragged through the mud, and I’m fighting to keep my head above water. I’m the one who’s fucked up! You’restill living your best life with a bitch that shares the same blood as me.”
“All that shit was yo aunt’s doing. I didn’t tell her to take your money. Shit, your money was my money, so we both assed out. Look, I'll drop the charges if you come home. Darryl will take you back and we can fix this,” Dexter foolishly reasoned.
“Ahhhhh,” Shane laughed. “Nigga, she wouldn’t take you back if you were on life support and needed a drop of piss to survive. She wouldn’t take you back if being with you ended world hunger. Nigga, she wouldn’t-” Shane’s voice was cut off when Dexter snatched the ring camera off the door and threw it to the ground.
“You know he’s going to make you pay for that, right?” Tyler warned him.
“And I will but come home, man. I’m gone chill with all that extra shit. No more putting my hands on you or forcing you to pop pills with me. We can settle down, get married, and have a bunch of pretty babies.”
“There is no home, Dex.” Tyler shook her head. “I was never going to marry you, and I damn sure wasn’t about to have your babies. I was young and stupid. I was basically forced on you, and you being the arrogant, narcissistic asshole that you are, played on the fact that I didn’t have anyone or anything. You don’t love me, Dex... You never did. I need you to stay the fuck away from me.”
Dexter stood up straight and ran his tongue across the top row of his teeth. The flicker in Dexter’s eyes didn’t surprise her. Glaring down at her, Dexter flicked his nose and moved in a little closer.
“I see you still got me fucked up. I coulda been came and snatched you out this bitch, but I was trying to give you some space,” he growled.
“Dexter, leave.”
“Shut the fuck up!” Dexter pressed his index finger into the middle of her forehead. “I saw the pictures of you hugging that nigga like shit sweet. Is that what this shit about?”
“What?” Tyler squinted, swatting his hand out of her face.
“You think I’m about to let you embarrass me with that nigga.” Dexter squared his shoulders. “You think you about to run off into the sunset with that nigga after wrecking my fucking life?”
“I wrecked your life?” Tyler’s eyes bucked, knowing she heard him wrong. “Nigga, you just stripped me of everything I own, and you think you’re the fucking victim? You were fucking my cousin right under my nose while keeping me high out of my mind, and you’re standing here sayingIwreckedyourlife.”
“So it’s true? You been fucking with him? I knew you was a fucking hoe,” Dexter spat, ignoring everything else that she was saying.
“Bye Dex.” Tyler once again attempted to shut the door, but this time Dexter used force to kick it open.
Grabbing her by the neck, Dexter pinned Tyler to the front door and coldly stared into her eyes.
“Check this out,” he gritted, inches away from her lips. “I’m going to give you a minute to get your mind right, because obviously you bumped your fucking head and forgot who run this shit. We’re a team baby and there is no you without me,” Dexter threatened. “I’ll never let you go. I’ll body you and that nigga if you even think about fucking with him.”
“You need to leave... now,” Tyler said above a whisper. For the first time in a long time, she was scared.
“Not bad ass Tyler scared,” he chuckled menacingly. “I think I like this side of you.” He tried to kiss her, but she turned her head. “All meek and shit. Come back to daddy, baby. I’ll be nice this time around.”
“Dexter… leave.”
“Your nose is sweating, baby, and I recognize the look in your eyes. We’re one and the same, or did you forget? I helped create the little demon that’s keeping you up at night. I kept him fed, baby. Come home and let me put you out of your misery.”
