“Not only has this bitch consecutively shown up to the house after everything, but now she’s at my shop breaking shit. I have had enough of this shit.” She was pissed, and I could tell that much from her voice.
“What bitch? How do you know som?—”
“One of my employees just called me. Toya is at my fucking shop breaking candles and shit demanding that I come out of the back. I’m not even there, but I’m about to be.”
“No the fuck you ain’t. I’m going there now.” I stood up abruptly. I swear a nigga couldn’t have a peaceful moment for shit. It was always fucking something.
“You better beat me there because I have had enough of this. The house is one thing but my money?” She was fuming and had me praying I beat her there too.
“Avery, you’re pregnant. Calm the fuck down.” I tried to come at her calm so maybe she would calm the fuck down. The thing is I understood her frustration, so there was only so much calming I could do over the phone.
“Meet me there and handle your bitch or show up ready to move some fucking furniture.” She hung up on me before I could say another word to her.
By now I was in the car speeding like a bat out of hell to Omiya’s shop. Not only had she hung up on me but she’d justthreatened the fuck out of me. What the hell did she even mean by moving furniture anyway, but the fact that she was going onto her last week of her second trimester. Doc said she needed to take it easy which is why I booked her a spa treatment for today to do just that.Now look at this shit.
I pulled up to the strip mall where her shop was located about five minutes later. I swear I breathed a breath of relieved air when I saw that I had indeed beat her there. Once I parked and got out of the car I rushed into the shop.
“What the fuck, Toya?” I got her attention while she walked through the store screaming for the employees to go get Omyia.
“Oh, so she called you. You’ve really moved on from me so much that you’re at her beck and call like that.”
“What is all of this? You are a grown ass and you brought your childish ass in here to do what besides rack up a fucking bill that you’re not only about to pay for, but you also about to clean up?” I stepped further into the store.
“Excuse me? I’m no?—”
“You know who I am and what I’m capable of. I’ve let the lil’ petty shit fly but all of it stops right here.” I looked toward the employee near the counter before I spoke again. “Do me a favor and go get her a broom and dustpan.”
“Over her? What’s so special about her?”
“Everything. Over that woman you won't leave this motherfucker on foot or breathing.” I knew she got my gist because immediately her eyes reacted.
When shorty came back with the broom and shit she passed it to me and I handed it off to Toya for her to get started. “Ring her up for everything she broke too.”
My eyes were on Omiya’s employee for all of five seconds, before I heard the door open and Ommy’s voice.A peaceful day my ass.
I rushed Omyia before she could get any further into the store. I could see it in her face that she was ready to beat Toya’s ass and I didn’t need that. Somehow I was able to usher her to my truck so I could light into her ass in private.Again, I understood her frustration but if any of this shit affected my daughter it would be me and her.
“Calm the fuck down.”
“You keep telling me to calm down. I’m calm enough because I’m not in there beating her ass. I promise yo?—”
“Avery, she’s going to pay for all the damages and clean up after herself. This won’t be a problem again,” I said that shit through tight lips because her frustration was spilling into me.
“You fucking her? Why else would she do all of that?” Now she sounded crazy as fuck, because literally ten seconds ago I had explained it to her.
“Because I told the bitch I’d stop her from breathing over your crazy ass. Are you done or are we about to keep having the same fucking conversation?”
She sucked her teeth. “Don’t act like you’re mad at me when your bitch showed up to my place of business acting ballsy.”
I shook my head. “I don’t have a bitch, Avery. I got your nutty ass.”
Once Toya was finished I made sure everything was good before I made the executive decision that we were going home. By now Ommy was not only giving me the silent treatment, but she was into her fucking phone like I didn’t exist. She had a whole ass pointless attitude with me. I could see it in her eyes that she was enraged and wanted to beat Toya’s ass, but she had to know I couldn’t let that happen. Hell even if she wasn’t pregnant Icouldn’t have let that happen because she was better than that. I didn’t need her letting shit like that bend her out of shape.
“You still ain’t talking to me?” I asked once I was in the driveway of the crib.
She looked up from her phone at me then out of the car. “I’m not, not talking to you.”
“Then what do you call what you just did the whole ride home?”
