I was about to follow her upstairs to see if some dick would help her change her mind, but my phone started ringing. Picking it up off the counter and seeing that it was Tate, I decided to answer because I hadn’t seen or talked to him in a few days, and I wanted to catch up with him.
“What’s up, bro, what it do?” I answered, trying not to sound irritated behind all the arguing I’d been doing.
“Shit, nothing, homie. I was just calling to see what you got going on later tonight?”
“Shit, my ass on lockdown for a few days on the real, bro. What’s up with you and Dawn though? How’s that going?”
“Man, she a cool chick and all, but she be actin’ real funny, so I left her alone. We met up and went out for a few dates, but things didn’t click. She’s a beautiful girl and all, but Ion think she feelin’ me like that. What yo ass on lockdown for, bro?”
“Don’t even sweat that broad. Her ass don’t be feelin’ no one, not even her damn self. As long as I’ve known her, she ain’t never had a steady man in her life. That’s why I don’t get why my ol’ lady be tellin’ her ass all of our business. Like, how can she help us out and give my lady any advice when the goofy ass girl can’t find and keep her own man? But yeah bro, you know how Ava be on my ass. I fucked around and got home hella late again then I left some shit in one of my pockets that she shouldn’t have seen.”
“Damn, that’s a lot, my dude. You really don’t fuck with Dawn at all,” Tate busted out laughing. “Yo ass a fool with it, fosho. What you leave in your pockets? That’s not like you to be careless.”
“I’m just speaking facts, bro, Dawn a whole jawn. Man, a condom wrapper.”
“Damn, for real?”
“Straight facts, bro. We been at it all week about the shit too. Her ass pulled a disappearing act and was gone for four days. I couldn’t even reach her ass ‘cause she had her phone off the whole time and shit.”
“Awww…hell nah! Yo ass wild, bro. Well, catch up with me when you get off punishment and shit.”
“Fosho, I’ll hit you back later.”
“Bet.”
Hanging up with Tate, I started to go upstairs to see what Ava was up to only to be startled finding her standing in thefamily room off to the kitchen playing with the puppy. I hoped like hell she didn’t overhear me talking about her sister to Tate, otherwise, we were going to be right back at it again, damn.
“Were you just talking to Tate?” Ava asked as she continued to play with the dog without looking up at me.
“Yeah, did you think of a name for him yet?” I asked, trying to change the subject, but I could tell by her body language that she was pissed.
“I heard everything you just said about my sister. You just don’t get it, do you?” Ava asked.
“What don’t I get?”
“Why would you talk about my sister like that?”
“Come on, man, let’s not act like I said anything that isn’t truthful about her. It’s no big secret your sister hates me and she’s not one of my favorites either. And, when was the last time she had a steady man in her life? I’ll wait,” I asked being sarcastic. “Right… never! So please don’t start in on me and act like I did or said anything out of pocket about her ass.”
“So, you bash my sister to your friend, and you don’t think you’re wrong for that? Wow, Justin, I swear you’re really something else.”
“So, you don’t bash me to her and your friend Shane?” I rebutted, getting fired up all over again. “Keep it real, Ava. You tell your sister every damn thing about what we got goin’ on. I believe that’s why her ass don’t fuck with me now.”
“See, this what I mean. I can’t with you! No matter how much I try, I just can’t ‘cause you don’t have no chill at all.”
“You can’t what? Hell, it’s not like I called him specifically to bash her ass. Tate called me and was telling me that she was acting funny towards him. Let’s not sit here and act like your sister don’t be with the shits with every damn body. Hell, you the only person she likes besides herself. She be talkin’ aboutShane’s ass like a dog, too. She the one that ain’t got no chill, not me.”
“Wow, really?”
“Then, you say I do the most, but you eavesdropping in on my conversations and searching my pockets and shit. What’s with all that shit?”
“Obviously, it’s because you do shit to make me act this way. Clearly, you’re the one up to no good, walking around with used condoms in your pockets and coming in the house at all times of the damn night… or shall I say morning.”
“You know what, you just might be right. Maybe we need some more time a part ‘cause this shit is getting out of control.”
“Ha, ya think!”
“This shit makes no damn sense to me at all! What you not gon’ do is sit here and act like your sister hasn’t said worse about me trying to make me out like I’m the only bad person. Then, I apologized to your ass for fucking up, but you,” I paused, pointing my forefinger in her face, “you never own up to your shit, ever!”
