In my opinion, she had no business getting all up in the mix that day. I got that she was Ava’s sister and all, but still Justin wasn’t her man, so it wasn’t her battle to fight. But it was cool though because like I said, Dawn done wrote a check that her ass wasn’t going to be able to cash ‘cause I planned on beating that ass on sight.
Checking the time, I saw that it was a quarter to five. Just as I was about to call for an Uber, Ava called me.
“I’m outside.”
“Thank you so much! I’m on my way out now. Are you alone?” I asked, checking to see if she brought her guard dog along for the ride.
“Ah yeah, who else would I be with?” Ave snapped back.
“I just wanted to make sure, honey. I’m really not well enough to be having to fight anybody off of me today.”
“If you’re asking about Dawn, she is not with me. But she should be the least of your worries. You betta come on out before I change my mind.”
“Okay, I’m coming now.”
Hanging up with Ava, I suddenly became super nervous. She and I had disagreements in the past, but we had never fallen out like this before. I’d seen and heard her upset many of times with Justin, but it was never directed toward me, so I really didn’t know what to expect. Plus, the fruit didn’t fall too far from the tree, and knowing how reckless and crazy her sister was, I figured Ava had that same potential. I was in no condition to be physically fighting with anyone.
Making it out to her car, I took a deep breath then got in.
“Hey, I really appreciate you doing this for me.”
“You should because I started not to come,” Ava stated as she quickly glanced over to me. “You really look like shit. I hope your ass ain’t got the flu ‘cause the last thing I need is to be getting sick.”
“It’s not the flu. Plus, I have been on a round of antibiotics for the past week. If I was contagious, I’m not anymore.”
“I hope not. Where is your doctor’s office located?”
After rattling off my doctor’s address, we just sat in silence. The tension was so thick it could be cut with a knife. Thinking I needed to be the bigger person in this case, I figured I should at least explain myself.
“Look, I know that things are off with us right now?—”
“Ya think?” Ava interrupted.
“You have every right to hate me right now. Hell, I hate myself for what I did. I shouldn’t have ever gone there withJustin like that. I am truly sorry for betraying you, I don’t even know how to put into words how sorry I am.”
“My whole thing is, how did it all start? Like, who made the move on who? Then for you to pretend to be my friend not once telling me what was going on has me feeling really fucked up right now. It’s totally got you looking like a snake in my eyes. I could never ever trust you after this. I hope you know and understand that.”
“I totally get it. I will tell you everything. Whatever you want to know just ask.”
“You can start by answering the questions I just asked you.”
“Well, one night, Justin came to the shop for a haircut, and he got to rambling about you and him getting into it. When he got to talking about y’all’s sex life, I was shocked as hell because I honestly always thought that he didn’t like me. He was my last appointment that day, and I was closing the shop, so we were alone, and the next thing I knew he made a move on me.”
“Wow! You expect me to believe that Justin made the first move when I know how much of a hoe you are!”
“Ouch! That was harsh.”
“Harsh how? Let’s not act like you’re not a hoe. You’re the one always telling me about this and that guy that you be hookin’ up with. Unless you been lyin’. My thing is, if my husband made a move on you, why would you one, not stop him, and two, not tell me?”
“Like I said, Ava, and I’m being brutally honest with you. One thing led to another, and it just happened. I wasn’t thinking straight at all. I had a little brown liquor in me, too. You know how we be drinkin’ and shit at the shop. I wasn’t thinking clearly, and before I knew it, we both crossed the line. It was too late for me to take it back.”
“So, you just kept hooking up with him knowing that he and I were together though?”
“I mean yes. According to him, he wasn’t sexually satisfied with you. I hate to say that out loud because I feel that it’s his place to tell you that, but your husband is on the DL, Ava.”
“All those times I would call you crying a river about him being out and suspecting that he was cheating on me, you knew! You knew enough information to free my concerns about what he had going on, and not one time did you ever say anything.”
“I’m so sorry.”
