That shit was way too easy.
He laughed, his hands moving to my other leg. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because this is weird...youare weird.”
“Damn, really? A brother apologizes for his mistake, and he gets called weird? Wow!”
I couldn’t stop looking at him.
It wasn’t that I’d never been apologized to before. It’s just, it never came this easy, and it never came without some bullshit behind it.
“Okay, so whydidyou leave me hanging?”
“I had to handle something.”
“With another bitch?” I blurted.
He didn’t flinch.
Either he was a really good liar, or?—
“Yes, but not in the way that you think. I got a text from one of my employees?—”
“One of the employees you’re fucking?”
“Not anymore.”
I tilted my head. “So, you’re telling me that you planned an entire day with me, and one text from a hoe you were fucking made you cancel everything?” It was a question, but I really wasn’t interested in the answer. “Yeah, I’m good on that shit.”
I snatched my foot from his hands and grabbed my shoes.
“Where are you going?”
“The fuck away from here. You’re not about to have me falling all over you, meanwhile another bitch can get your undivided attention with the press of a button.”
“It’s more to it than that.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not interested. Excuse me.” I brushed past him and grabbed everything I could hold with two hands. “I’ll get the rest of my shit tomorrow.”
“Skye, would you just listen to me.”
“No, I’m not listening to shit.” I shoved him in the chest. “I told you what I’m not going to do. I’m not going to be played by another nigga. I’ve had enough. I’ve been through enough.”
“I’m not trying to play you.”
“Yes the fuck you are.”
He grabbed my arms. “No, I’m not. I didn’t meet up with her to fuck. I met up with her because she texted me about a fucking leak. But when I got there, I realized she was on some other shit, which I made clear wasn’t happening.”
“Yeah, okay.”
“I’m serious.”
“I don’t believe you.”
I actually did believe him, but I didn’t want to. Trusting niggas is what got me in trouble.
“Alright, well what do I have to do to make you believe me?”
