“You know whose truck that is?”
“Uhh.” My brain blanked and my throat dried as my ex boyfriend hopped out of his truck.
“Speak now before yo’ cousin has to spray brain splatter off her driveway.”
“It’s my ex?”
“The nigga that called you earlier?” Kaleo asked.
“Yeah. That one.”
I watched him stalk toward the car. I reached for the handle. Kaleo reached over and grabbed my upper leg. I looked over at him. He shook his head and locked the car doors.
“Stay put,” he said.
Donald glared at me through the window for a second. I looked from him to Kaleo. He knocked on the window.
“Aye! Get out the car, November!”
Kaleo manually unlocked his door and climbed out.
“Aye! Have you lost yo’ motha’fucking mind banging on my window and yelling at my girl?” He started to circle his car. “You finna get yo’ ass beat, my nigga.”
“Yo’ girl?” Donald repeated after Kaleo and snickered.
“You heard me.”
“Did your girl tell you that we were just fucking like a month ago?”
“I don’t give a fuck if y’all were fucking this morning to be real with you as long as you know when she’s in my fucking presence, she’s mine and I’m down to put you in the dirt behind it.”
“Man, Novi get out the fucking car!”
Donald pulled on the handle twice. Kaleo closed the space between them. He hit Donald one hard time on the side of his head and sent him tumbling to the ground. Donald fell on his knees and Kaleo put his foot to his chest and pushed him over and on his back. Then, he pulled his gun and aimed it at him.
I threw open the car door and hopped out.
“Kaleo!” I shouted his name.
“I’m not about to shoot this simple ass nigga,” he assured me. “But I do want to make it clear this is the only freebie this motha’fucka is getting. The next time he play with me, I’m go blow his shit back.” Kaleo kicked him. “You hear me, bitch?”
Donald grabbed his stomach and groaned from where he was. He spit on the ground.
“November-”
Kaleo cut him off. “Don’t talk to her. You only address me now.”
He grabbed Donald by his arm, jerked him into a sitting position then crouched down to grab him up. I don’t think I’d ever seen anything as attractive as Kaleo carrying Donald to his truck and throwing him into the driver’s seat. I also didn’t think I’d been more turned off by anything Donald had ever done in the entire time I knew him.
“Don’t bring yo’ ass round here again, nigga.” Kaleo slapped Donald’s face lightly with the back of his hand, took a step back and tapped his gun on the top of the truck. “And watch my car when you back out.”
He slammed the truck’s door and gestured for me to lead him to the front door. After I got the door open, Kaleo took a step back out of the doorway and we both watched Donald back out. He rolled his truck window once he was on the road.
“Fuck you, Novi, you slut!” He screamed.
Kaleo pulled his gun and sent off a shot. I screamed and covered my mouth.
“Be cool, Novi. I’m not gon’ kill that nigga just yet. It was just a warning shot.”
