“We ate a little,” Erin smart-mouth ass retorted.
“Y’all gon’ fuck around and get in trouble. Didn’t she tell you no? You made it seem like she was cool with it,” Rayzor jumped in.
Both their heads dropped.
The peanut gallery was in trouble with me.
Erin peeped over at me. “I just…”
“Nah, I’m right here. Talk to me. What you got going on Erin?” Rayzor interjected.
She got quiet.
Rayzor lifted her head.
“Up here.”
“E yelled at us earlier,” she snitched.
“Yeah,” Levi added.
“I know y’all broke up,” she murmured.
My eyed burned into Rayzor’s skull.
“Says who?” he asked.
“Why are you in grown folks’ business?” I fussed.
“Because I heard you crying. You never cry.”
My eyes softened as I wanted to run and hug Erin tight. Rayzor’s sternness was fading. It was awkward. I felt too seen, too open, too soft.
I never want her to see me vulnerable. I’ve been raising her to be strong. I never wanted her to think it was okay to be in shambles over a man. That’s why I cried when nobody’s watching.
“I’m not sad, Erin.”
“You’ve been playing your heartbreak music. If I gotta hear that Jazmine Sullivan song one more time, I’m going to cry too,” she continued.
“Take the pizzas to the kitchen,” I excused them.
Their mood chippered up as she grabbed the boxes. Levi grabbed whatever bag he could.
Rayzor started behind them.
I halted him with my hand up.
“You can give it to me.”
His eyes daggered toward the kitchen then down at me.
“I’m chilling with my family. You heard what the fuck Erin said.”
“Stop playing now,” I fussed.
“You can figure all that shit out during the movie.”
“I don’t want to confuse them. She already knows. Let’s not make this more complicated.”
