“This aint Babi,” I responded, as I stood in the middle of my room butt ass naked.
“Then who is this?” He wanted to know. “This Face.”
“Face? Face from the hood?” “Yeah, that’s me.”
“Oh, shit, what’s up? What you doing with Babi’s phone?” “Shit,” I yawned into the phone. “I answered this muthafucka,
after you been calling all morning.”
“What chu mean? I’m calling my fucking gal’s phone, nigga,” he spat.
“Yourgal? Nah, you tripping.” “How the fuck you figure that?”
“Causeshebeenwithme,inmybed,formonths.So,I’m trying to see how is sheyourgal.”
“She been inyourbed?” “Yeah, you heard me.”
“Oh, wow,” he stressed. “I can’t fucking believe what I’m hearing, right now. Please tell me that this is a fucking joke.”
Can’t lie, the nigga sounded devastated.
“Nah, it aint a joke, dog. And I aint coming at you on no bull-shit. Me and you aint never had no bad blood. So, this aint that. I understand that y’all got history, and she wasn’t trying to leave you for dead. So, I been staying out of it.”
“If that’s what it is, then why didn’t you leave it like that? As a man, doing what you do, you know how the game goes. Niggas go
to jail and their women get fucked. It happens. But you made a choice to come at me with this.”
“Then that should tell you what it is. If I was just fucking her, then it wouldn’t have been a reason to say a word. But Ifuckwith her. She’s my lil’ mama, and you need to know that.”
“Mannn,” he stressed. “You tripping with yourself. On God. Cause telling me this aint finna change nothing. Babi aint going nowhere, and that’s a fact. It’s fucked up that she entertained you, but that’s all it was. I could—”
“Face, is that my phone?” Babi questioned, as she was now sitting up in bed, with her bare titties fully exposed.
“Yeah, it’s yours.”
She frowned in confusion. “Well, who are you talking to?” “Too Low.”
Shelightlylaughed.“Youplaytoofuckingmuch.”
I didn’t crack a smile. “I aint playing. I was just chopping it up with this nigga. Letting him know that he woke me out of my sleep. Aint even had a chance to wipe them pussy juices o" my dick yet. So, I’m trying to reason with the nigga, cause I aint want him confused, when you stop accepting these collect calls.”
“Face,” she gasped.
“Face, what?!” I snapped. “You really thought that this shit was finna go any other way? Especially after last night?!”
Clutching her forehead, she shook her head. “Hello?” I spoke into the phone.
“Yeah, I’m still here, bitch ass nigga.” “Look—”
“Nah,youlook!” Too Low shouted. “You gotta think that having money makes you untouchable. But a nigga like me? I aint never had much, outside of my woman. And what the fuckdo you think is gonna happen, if you attempt to take my every-thing,nigga?I’mcrashingout!AndIpromisetoGodthatyou
gone live to regret this day. On my mama!” He abruptly ended the call.
Tossing her phone onto the mattress, I shrugged. “Fuck him. It is what it is. I aint tripping. Cause I’m for however he decides to come.”
Babikeptshakingherhead,beforeshesniffed.
Suddenly, rage just overtook my body, as I stomped over to her. “I know you aint fucking crying?!”
