Rolling her eyes, she quipped, “Stop lying.”
“I’m not. I know when you get that hair done, you will finally feel normal again. Let’s go.”
Cali followed Bria out the room and downstairs. She noticed Lo was outside, throwing the boys in the pool. That scene made Cali smile because the twins’ laughter was so infectious.
What I wouldn’t give to feel that again…
Her happiness was attached to Rio, which sucked, because he was gone for good. Again, she shook thoughts of him out of her mind and got in Bria’s truck. She drove her to the salon and told her to call once she was done. When Cali entered, the girls’ eyes bloomed in surprise.
“When your sister called and told me you needed an appointment, I was so happy because I haven’t heard from you,” Rozalin gushed, pulling her in for a hug. “We’ve missed you.”
“Cali girl, you’ve been missing all the tea.” Clarice popped her lips. “Ya homegirl, Irish, beat Shay’s ass a while back.”
Shay smacked her lips. “She didn’t do shit.”
“Wait what?” Cali asked, wearing the confusion with pinched brows. “Irish had a fight with Shay?”
“Yeah, and that bitch got dragged, too,” Shay fibbed. “She thought she could talk crazy to me and not get her ass handed to her.”
Irish had tried calling Cali, but she had been so depressed that she couldn’t answer the calls. Now that she had heard this recent development, she had to reach out to her friend.
“But why would y’all fight?” Cali questioned, taking a seat in the chair.
“Because she’s cheating on her husband with my son’s father.”
Cali’s lips pursed. “Who is your son’s father?”
“Noble.”
Although Irish had confessed about her secret affair with Noble, Cali wasn’t going to let them know about it. Her loyalty would always remain with Irish, no matter what.
“And what does that have to do with you?” Cali pursed her lips.
“Girl, she cannot get over that man,” Clarice instigated. “I don't blame her though ‘cause your baby daddy is fine than a mothafucka.”
“Oooh wee,” Quisha shuddered. “I’d be stuck on a nigga that sexy, too.”
“Okay!” Clarice high-fived her. “And if it’s true that he’s fucking around with Irish, then that’s a good look. ‘Cause sis is a bad-ass bitch.”
Shay snarled, making Cali chuckle under her breath. Laughing at another woman’s pain was insensitive, consideringhow down she’d been, but she didn’t like her coming for her friend.
“Fuck all y’all!” Shay turned her back toward them as Clarice cracked up.
“How you been, boo?” Rozalin asked her quietly, taking off her scarf. “I heard you and Rio broke up.”
Why did she have to bring up the source for all of her woes? Didn’t Rozalin know that she slept, breathed, and ate Rio? Day in and day out, he sat on her mind, reminding her of the times she would never get back.
“Yeah,” was all she could muster up.
“What happened?”
Cali exhaled. “It’s a lot but I messed up. I’m not going into detail but yeah, it was all on me.”
“Damn, I hate to hear that.” Rozalin greased her scalp to prepare for a relaxer. “Y’all were so cute together.”
“Wasis the keyword.” Cali chuckled. “I don't think we’ll ever get back there.”
“You sure? You never know what y’all can overcome.”
