"Really?" Emily huffed, and I already knew she was about to go in some mo'. If not, start cryin'.
I wish I had known she was like this before I gave her ass the dick. Leave it to Zoo to push me on her 'cause he wanted to fuck with her homegirl. He fucked her and dipped 'cause he was drunk and just wanted to fuck something. I fucked Em and ended up spending the night 'cause I was too fucked-up to drive home. That's where I fucked up at. A one-night stand turned into me having a bitch that I fucked with on the regular that said shit like a month of Sundays and sounded like a wounded cat when she talked.
"I just think it's funny how you make time when you want to fuck me, but when I just want to be on some spending time and cuddle shit, it's a no for me."
"Emily, you do know you not my girl, right? We fuck, that's it. If we were more, then I wouldn't mind doing all that shit with you, but this ain't that. Once I do get a girl, I'll give her my time, willingly. She won't have to nag or beg me for shit that's given to her because I want her around. You don't see that shit, though. Ifyou gotta beg a nigga to do shit with you and for you, then that's not the man you want in your life.”
“You'll never have to beg a nigga that's meant for you. You'll never have to ask that nigga to do a damn thing or trick him into doing it because he's gon' always make sure you straight before you even ask him for shit. I ain't that nigga.”
“I don't know why you are so dead set on being my girl when I'm not giving you one reason to want to be. You have to beg me to bring you lunch, and even then, you lie like you forgot yours at home and can't leave the hospital, but when I get there, you're more concerned with showing me off, having me walk around and talk to you and shit in front of bitches that I don' already fucked before, too. They ain't pressed by any of these games you try to play with tricking muthafuckas into thinking we are one when we ain't even two. I mean, we're nowhere near a couple, Emily, and you still want to parade me around. Like I said, what's up? I'm busy."
"Well then, can you come over when you leave?"
Pulling the phone away from my ear, I chuckled 'cause she couldn't have been serious right now. Instead of telling her the same shit that I’d just told her but in layman's terms, I just ended the call. If she didn't understand everything I’d said, then she would never understand.
Picking my phone back up, I called Zoo to cuss his ass out for getting me into this shit. Just like they say, all money ain't good money. The same applies for pussy. I should have kept the fuck going.
"Cuzzo, what's good?" Zoo barked into the phone.
"Bruh, when I see you, I'm knocking yo' ass the fuck out."
"You already know family can catch a fade, too. Remember that. I’ain neva scared to throw down, my boy. What's up, though?"
"Emily!" I let out, knowing that was all I needed to say.
"Maaan, lil' baby pussy must have a hold on you if you ain't dropped her ass yet. You can't have the Smith blood in you. You must take after yo' mama. I hit her friend and left her ass bent up like Uncle June legs when he tried to run track after his accident. You remember that shit?"
"Hell yea, Auntie Rayne didn’t have to run his ass over like that.” I laughed hard as hell. She didn’t hit him on purpose, but it still happened.
“Look like his ass had some paperclips on his legs.”
"Nigga, you talkin' 'bout them blade runner shits?"
"Hell yeah."
He laughed at his own joke, and after picturing how she was bent up, I couldn't do shit but laugh at his dumb-ass comparison, too. He wasn't making fun of the people with prosthetic legs, just giving me an example of what her ass looked like.
"Yo' ass is stupid as fuck for that shit. Whatever it is, I can't get rid of her ass to save my fucking life."
"Shiid, get you a new bitch. Then, maybe the old one will go away. I found myself one. My bitch... my bad. She ain't no bitch. Pen is fine as fuck, too. We just had dinner, and I already know I'm wearing her down."
"How you gon’ wear down someone you already said was your girl?"
"Ugh?"
"Yeah nigga, ‘ugh’ my ass! Let me find out you on some Myron shit," I teased.
"Neva that. I'm just saying Pen is different."
"You already told me about her, and I'on wanna hear it again either. If she ain't got a loyal-ass friend that's the opposite of Emily, then keep that convo to yourself."
"I'll check and see. She balls, so you may have to turn a few bitches back straight if you find one worth breaking like a horse."
"You and these dumb-ass comparisons. Fuck off my line."
"Nigga, you called me!" he shouted as I ended the call.
CHAPTER 8
