“You could never.”
“Well I did. You ’boutta tell me you love me, Rim?”
“Hopefully, so both of you all can tell me why neither one of us were invited to the nuptials.” Jade’s voice filled the space behind us as his siblings began to flow into the kitchen one by one.
I looked from them to Reminisce who shrugged. “These niggas are nosy, bae.”
I laughed.
Jade cleared her throat.
I threw my hands up in surrender. “Ask the man with the pla—” A loud crash outside of the house halted my statement. Then Rennix rushed to the window, assessing whatever was going on outside.
“Yo, what the fuck?” G, who was also at the window, quipped.
“What!” Jade asked, moving to the window but Rennix stopped her and looked at Reminisce. “Jade, go check on the kids. Rem, you need to handle that before somebody calls the law.”
Jade still peeked out of the window but also did as he asked.
I saw confusion sweeping Reminisce’s features before he stood me up by my hips and moved to the window himself. His expression went cold immediately, which had me wanting to know what was outside of the damn window. Whatever or whomever it was had him moving toward the front door immediately.
I told myself I’d sit there and let him handle whatever it was, but that only lasted for five seconds because I was on my feet moving to the window behind Beyah. It was then I saw the pink-haired, child-abandoning bitch yelling at the top of her lungs. Nope, I couldn’t stay in the kitchen like a good little wife. That wasn’t in my character.
“Who is that?” Beyah asked.
“A bitch I owe these hands to.” I moved from the window toward the front door with Beyah in tow.
I stepped out into the frigid temperature just in time to hear this dumb ass broad tell Reminisce she wanted her child and wasn’t leaving the premises without her. I hugged myself before I stepped off the first step from behind Rennix, next to Reminisce.
He heard me and turned his face in my direction before looking back at her. She was yelling and carrying on and he had yet to react or respond.
“Now you got the nerve to stand with this bitch. Where the fuck is my child, Reminisce?” she mused loudly.
“You signed them rights over already, Pynk. Ain’t shit about that lil girl yours, now get the fuck on.”
“You made me sign those papers! You forced me!” she screamed, moving around like ol’ girl from the movieHoliday Heart.
“Rock, paper, scissors, you let me beat her ass.” I glanced over at Reminisce.
His expression was blank, but when he extended his fist and palm out flat, I knew I had him.
Two rounds later and several pats against our palms, I won.My scissors to his paper.
I nodded then began to move in her direction, but he caught my arm.
“Yo, are y’all really out here playing rock, paper, scissors on beating ol’ girl’s ass?” Rennix asked.
“Best two outta three.”
I tilted my head to the side. “You tryna’ save this bitch?”
He laughed. “Hell nah, gon’ ahead. You better not let her land shit.”
I cracked my fists, moving toward her. She didn’t back down either, instead putting her fists up like she had any chance in this.
“I’ve been waiting for this since you walked your ass in my hotel room thinking you were better than me.”
I chuckled. “Cool. Run it.”
