Page 66 of SIN Looks Good On Us!

"Kyrie, you don't get to stand here acting outraged. Not after what I saw on your phone."

I opened my mouth to argue, then closed it, because there wasn't a single thing I could say. Not with my own guilt sitting heavy in my chest.

"Where were you?" I asked again, softer this time.

She looked at me for a long time, and her next words crushed me. "Does it even matter anymore?"

Kaior walked past me toward the bedroom without waiting for an answer. I stood there in the middle of the living room with my hands clenched at my sides, hating how much that question actually scared me.

I followed her to the bathroom and watched as she turned the shower on. "What are you doing? Why do you need a shower?"

"Do I need a reason to shower?"

"Have you been fucking?" The words came out before I could stop them. "Is that why you need to shower, Kaior?"

When she turned around something told me I wasn’t ready for what she was about to say. "I'm not you, Kyrie. But if I was out fucking somebody, you don't get to ask me that."

"The fuck you mean!"

"You lost that right the second I saw that text!"

I stepped into the bathroom before I could think about my next move. "You gon' stand here and tell me you let another nigga fuck?"

"Get out of my face."

"Answer me!"

"MOVE, KYRIE!"

I grabbed her arm, and before I even registered what I was doing, I had her pinned back against the wall with tears blurring my vision. My right hand gripped her neck, as I pushed my hand inside her pants. My heart broke when I realized she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Where the fuck is your panties at? Let me smell your pussy.”

“Kyrie, move! Go be with your bitch.”

"Just tell me the truth! I need to know! Are you fucking another nigga?"

"Get your hands off me!"

"Tell me!"

Kaior was about to make me beat her ass and catch a case like Chris Brown. She twisted hard against my grip, and her fist connected with the side of my face before I even saw it coming. Her punch was hard enough to send me stumbling back a step. My grip loosened just enough for her to slip away from me. She was out of the bathroom and moving fast before I could recover. But as soon as I did, I went after her.

"Kaior!"

She snatched her purse off the dresser, already digging through it as she backed up toward the window.

"Stay back!"

"Nah, you fucked another nigga. I’m fucking you up." I rushed her thinking she was about to call her sister. “You calling that nigga!”

Kaior produced a can and before I could stop and turn around, the spray hit me square in the face. A burning sensation flooded my eyes and blinded me. I dropped to my knees, as I clawed at my eyes, gasping and cursing into the empty room.

“You maced me!”

“You damn right I did. Who the fuck you think I am? You not about to put your hands on me when you was cheating on me first. I was being faithful and you was out here entertaining other bitches. Fuck you, Kyrie!”

By the time I could see anything again, all I heard was the front door slamming shut behind her.