“Please get out my face. You don’t even have to worry about me.”
“Because I fucked up one time?”
“Please don’t try to insult my intelligence. It’s because you continue to fuck up, and I’m over it.”
“That’s crazy though. You can do whatever you want to do, but when I give the same energy, I’m a dog ass nigga?”
“You been a dog ass nigga. Don’t try and use me to justify that shit.”
“Nah, yo’ ass always talking about how I’m not yo’ man, but when it’s time for you to stand on that shit, you all in yo’ fucking feelings.”
“Fuck you,” Yanna shot, using her middle finger to drive emphasis to her statement.
“You always saying fuck me then end up doing exactly that.”
Releasing a huff, Onyx removed Troi’s leg from his lap and stood, grabbing Kian from his uncle’s arms. He didn’t need his son picking up pieces of the crass conversation and repeating the expletives.
“Well, you don’t have to worry about that because it won’t be happening anymore.”
“Yea, you always say that too.”
“I promise I won’t this time, Kasra. That’s your problem, you don’t take me seriously.”
“How can I when you don’t even take yo self seriously?”
“Oop,” Troi instigated.
“Gotdamn, I fucked up, but what you want me to do? Kill the bitch?”
“Yep,” Yanna answered, crossing her arms, and laying back in the chair, offering Kas a salacious grin.
“Aye, Nyx, text Zae and tell him to charter me a flight to LA.”
“What the fuck is wrong with y’all? You gone kill the broad, Kas?” Quan questioned with a loud howl.
“No, he’s not,” Yanna answered.
“Shit, I’ll put a mil on her head before I let her fuck up what me and you have.”
“And what do we have, Kasra?”
“Everything,” Kas replied simply. He didn’t feel the need to elaborate on his statement, because regardless of how she acted, he knew Yanna felt the same. He was aware of the love she held for him, even if she wouldn’t admit it.
“Wrong, we don’t have shit. Nothing but a bunch of lies, insults and some okay sex.”
“Whoa, wait a fucking minute.Okay sex? I know you mad and all, but don’t sit out here wailing. You know ain’t shitokayabout my dick.”
“What gives you that idea?”
“The way you be screaming for the Lord every time I’m bending yo back in gives me that idea.”
“Lies you tell.” Yanna waved Kas off with a scoff.
“If I may cut in here,” Troi started, leaning over Onyx to insert herself into the conversation. “Cousin, you don’t have to lie to kick it. I walked in on y’all, remember? Kas had your ass speechless, mouth wide open like you was at the dentist.”
“Yea, if don’t nobody else have my back, my sister will.”
“Yo sister need to lean back and mind her business.”
