“You…what?”
“I quit,” I repeated, taking another sip like, I didn’t just mention something out of the ordinary for me to do.
She slowly sat the bottle down then carefully sat at the edge of the couch to eye me warily.
“Jatavia, you need to explain this right now. While I’m all for quitting a nine to five, I know this is not like you. What the hell is going on?” She took a small sip of wine.
I exhaled and stared up at her ceiling fan.
“I had cramps so bad I could barely sit up,” I said. “I asked my boss if I could leave early…that bitch had the nerves to tell me no.” I spat.
“Oh hell no, after how long you been there and dedicated? Fuck that and her!” Tammy got loud.
“Three years,” I said quietly. “No call offs, late arrivals. I worked overtime whenever they asked. I even realized the night Devin asked me to come to the festival with him that I had a lot of paid time leave…that I never fucking used. I didn’t all that hard work for what?” I huffed out.
My throat tightened a little from the mere reality of it all.
“I was sitting there thinking about how hard I work for nothing girl. Still stressed the hell out, broke and disposable to them.” I licked my lips before taking another sip of the sweet red wine.
“Then I thought about Dreu…he just popped up, paid my rent up for the year. Cleared my bills…he didn’t ask nor hesitate.” I opened up another can of worms.
“Bitch!!!!” Tammy eyes bucked out of their sockets.
“You told me you’ve been talking to an ex…you didn’t say the nigga showed up with big dick energy!” Tammy squealed.
I giggled watching her kick her short chunky legs in excitement.
“That’s why I’m here, I feel like I haven’t had the time to tell you all of what’s been going on girl.” I blushed hard.
I missed the hell out of Dreu’s crazy ass. I even hated that I didn’t accept his offer last week to catch a flight to Cali just to spend time with him. I wanted to see him in his element but was afraid of things moving too fast between us.
“Do tell, do tell.” Tammy clapped her hands and cheered me on.
I sat up and poured me more wine. Tammy picked up her weed tray and rolled up a blunt as I told her every single thing that happened since seeing Dreu at the festival weeks ago.
“Chiiii, that man rubbing off on you,” she said slowly. “I know growth when I see it.” She added.
“I think he gave me permission to stop settling…especially for niggas like Devin dumb ass.” I rolled my eyes and laughed lightly.
“Cheers to that!” Tammy shouted.
We clinked glasses. I took another sip and smiled, feeling good that I caught Tammy up on everything.
“Girl that short stubby dick nigga wasn’t hitting on shit anyway. I wish his lil bitch ass caught Dreu hitting it from the back!” Tammy said with a serious tone.
I almost spit my wine out.
“Why you always say Devin’s dick is short and stubby….how do you even know that?” I continued to laugh.
“I always know the short stubsters. It shows in their lil personalities. I’ve had a few myself…short dicks hit too, if it got wide with to it.” She shrugged.
“You correct on that,” I laughed. “Devin’s dick was short and stubby. It good the job done for the most part…Dreu is just on another level.” I admitted not wanting to disclose how good Dreu was in bed.
Dreu and I got down and dirty every time we did it. There were no limits to our sexcapades together.
“Look at you, not wanting to spill the tea on what it’s hitting for. That nigga Dreu definitely got a big ass dick. Got you quitting jobs and walking funny.” She giggled.
“Show me a damn picture.”
