“Look at you,” she teased. “Mr. No Words himself. I’m proud of your weird ass.” She cackled loudly.
I frowned.
“The hell that mean?” I asked carefully.
“My girl got you open. You talking more than I ever heard you talk before. Look at you smiling and shit like a teenage bitch.” She cackled even louder.
“Acting like a lil hoe, kiss and telling bout that pussy!” She continued her bullshit.
Before I could respond, I heard a door burst open on her end. Her attention quickly shifted off the screen.
“Don’t be all in my business,” she snapped. “You the one who kicked me out the room so you could cuddle with the kids!”
“Don’t get it twisted, Relli. You got ten minutes to bring your ass back to bed… or we doing this the hard way, Blood.” Cream reckoned.
The door slammed seconds later.
Rellianah slowly looked back at the screen and gave me a warning look. I still couldn’t help myself.
“Damn,” I said with a chuckle. “You talking about me acting like a teenage bitch while you over there getting yelled at like one.”
“Nigga, fuck you!” She yelled.
I laughed before leaning forward, resting my elbow against my knees.
“Nah but listen… I really called you because I needed to talk.” I lowered my tone.
She raised an eyebrow.
“What you do now?” She rolled her eyes.
I rubbed the back of my neck.
“Layloni slipped up and said we got a baby on the way… right before she knocked out.”
Rellianah’s smile turned downright devious.
“Ain’t no advice I can give you about that,” she said calmly. “But you better tell her I’m the god mama.” Her smile reached her eyes.
“Also tell her she got one more day to not call me before I pop up at that nice house of hers in Gardena.”
My eyebrows shot up.
“So you?—”
“Yes, nigga,” she cut me off. “I know her number and address. I just wasn’t about to violate her privacy by giving it to you.”
She leaned closer to the screen and sighed.
“I like both of y’all. But I rock with Layloni harder than you.” She pointed out the obvious.
“If you wanna know what I really think… y’all two meant to be together. But y’all keep playing childish games.” Her voice softened just a little.
“Both of y’all broken in your own ways. But if y’all stop fronting and pull it together… you might actually fix each other.”
Before I could say anything?—
The call ended.
