“Like I said, I didn’t want you hurt, but the shit was fucking with me. Yanna texted me to meet her at her mumma’s house so we could talk about it. That’s why I was over there.”
“If it won’t the DJ she fucked then who was it?”
“Mannnn,” Kalil drawled, scratching his head. “A nigga named Trell, but that’s all I’mma say about it. She gone have to tell you the rest, and that’s my final stance on that.”
“Ight, you got yo name, Kas, so accept that much.”
“A name is all I need.”
“So, do you forgive him?” Quan asked, mouth full of turkey and bread.
“Did you see her naked?”
“If I did, I don’t remember any of it. I don’t even remember the ass I got.”
“Then I guess I can forgive it. I’d never let a female come between us, anyway, not even her. You forgive me for knocking you in yo shit?”
“Me not beating yo asswasme forgiving you. I understand it was emotions and shit.”
“Aww, now give him a hug.”
“This nigga irritating as fuck.” Kalil shook his head at Quan, taking a seat on the couch, and everyone else followed suit.
Kas placed the ice pack on the area of his head Destin had managed to clock him in. His attention was drawn to Troi, descending the stairs with Kian in her arms. She placed the baby on the couch next to Onyx, giving him a knowing look before heading to the door. Kas knew she was more than likely going to check on Yanna. “Tell her I hope that nigga was worth it. I didn’t do shit. You make sure she knows I didn’t fuck that girl, but now, I’m hitting everything that look my way.”
“Kas—”
“Nah, it’s good. Go ahead and console her like she ain’t dead ass wrong.”
With no rebuttal to his statement, Troi offered him a small smile before exiting her house, leaving the men to finish their conversation.
Yanna released a groan at the burning sensation in her throat as she downed her fourth shot of tequila. A fifth one was sure to follow, and possibly a sixth, hell even a seventh. She’d keep them coming until the look of sorrow on Kas’ face was erased from her awareness. She was going to refill her shot glass and toss back liquor until the little annoying voice echoing in her head stopped telling her she was a fast reacting whore. Bottle after bottle would be consumed until she no longer felt like the most horrible person in Virginia. The sound of a key being inserted into her front door stopped her mid shot, her hopes rising thinking Kas had come to talk to her… yell at her, anything as long as he was talking to her. Her dream died, and chest deflated when she saw her cousin cross her threshold.
‘Oh, heyyyy T-roi.” She addressed Troi by a name she was called in high school.
“Hey, T-roi my ass… what happened?”
“I forgot Kas was tracking me on that damn app, and I guess he saw me and Kalil were together. He pulled up, Des came outside, and all hell broke loose.”
“I don’t understand any of it. Like, I can’t comprehend why you did that crazy shit at all.”
“Because I walked in his house and I saw them… Kas and Zahra, he---”
“Didn’t do anything. Yes, he had a moment of weakness or whatever because Onyx was being an asshole to him, and he called that girl over. He was wrong for that, but come on now, did the punishment fit the crime?”
“Troian, I walked in his house, and that bitch was on his lap, titty in his mouth, hair all wild. On the same couch, I’ve suckedhis dick on plenty occasions. The same couch we’ve fucked on for hours. Like, how could he just have her in there like it was nothing, like me and her are interchangeable or some shit?”
“Okay, so yea, Kas was wrong for how he was with ole girl, but I’mma go ahead and play devil’s advocate by pointing out the fact that his feelings were hurt, and he was drunk as fuck. I don’t think Kas would’ve given that girl the time of day if he wasn’t intoxicated. And---”
“Nah, Troi, you’re not going to sit right here and defend his actions. You not gone use liquor as his excuse.”
“And,” Troi stressed, finishing her initial thought. “Even if he wasn’t drunk and had invited that girl over to fuck… how you call yourself being so mad at him when you kept making it known he wasn’t your man?”
“He knew what it was between us, though!”
“How could he know anything other than what you told him, cousin?
“Ugh! Why is everyone always trying to take up for Kas?”
