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“I got you, girl.”

I guessed the dude got the hint and went ahead and moved on to his next possible prey. By the time he walked off, Ebony and her friends were in our face. I took a step back because I didn’t let anyone I didn’t know get too close to me without my permission. That was how people caught you slipping, and I would never put myself in a situation like that.

“Funny seeing you here, Xiyah. I thought you would be at home crying over Hasan. I still can’t believe you fumbled him, girl,” she said, laughing as she looked at her nails.

Sucking my teeth, I thought about whether or not I wanted to address this bitch. She was the reason why I wasn’t fucking with him for a minute. She had posted pictures, calls, and everything else on her social media and tagged me while she talked about how much my man loved her. The shit looked so real, so I wasn’t trying to hear whatever lies he had to say. He couldn’t dispute shit that was already there for me to see.

So, instead of trying to hear him out, I cut his ass off. He kept calling, coming to the house, and doing everything a nigga who wanted me back would do. But I wasn’t budging. I didn’t want to hear any of that shit. You only got that one time to play with me. That was why I couldn’t explain why I was giving his ass another chance right now. I guessed in my head the truth was that I didn’t know. What he said made sense, and until I got to the bottom of the shit, he was innocent until proven guilty again. However, if I found out that he was lying, I was cutting his ass off again, and for good.

“I can’t fumble what belongs to me, now can I?” I asked, smirking.

This bitch wanted to be me so bad that it was honestly sad. She was going out of her way to try to get a nigga that wouldn’t be with her even if I wasn’t in the picture. She copied everything about me, from my hair to how I dressed. The shit was beyond annoying, and part of the reason why I was willing to give Hasan a second chance. I couldn’t put shit past her. Yes, she had proof, but this bitch had a few loose screws, as Oaklyn said, so I had to do some more digging before I fully cut him off.

“Girl, he don’t belong to you. We both already know that because I showed you. But with the way that man dicked me down, I wouldn’t want to let his ass go either. Shit, I’m thinking about linking up with him after I leave here. I can’t wait to taste that big motherfucker again.”

I went to swing on her ass but stopped when Hasan popped up behind her. I wasn’t fighting her ass for him; I was about to knock her head off her shoulders because of the disrespect. This bitch wanted to keep pushing my buttons, and she was about to learn what prize she got when she did that shit.

“Is that right, Ebony?” he asked, gripping her hair and forcing her to turn and look at him.

“Come follow us outside, Xiyah,” he said, dragging her on the side of him as everyone watched.

I didn’t feel bad for her ass not one bit. She should’ve learned how to shut the fuck up and quit running her damn mouth. Everyone cleared the way for us to go out back. Even if someone wanted to step up and help her, they knew better. Hasan wasn’t the kind of man that you got in his way on purpose, unless you had a death wish and were ready to meet your maker sooner than expected.

“Now, tell me again what the fuck we did, Ebony. My memory is fuzzy as hell when it comes to me ever touching your ass,” he said, letting go of her hair and pulling my body into his.

I could see the envy on her face, and I couldn’t help but laugh at her ass. She was truly trying to compete with me when we would never be in the same competition. Again, I wasn’t conceited, but I knew a bitch like her couldn’t fuck with me on my worst fucking day of the year.

“I’m not about to do this shit. I said what I said, and you know what it is,” she said, rolling her eyes and turning to walk off. The moment she heard the gun click, she stopped in her tracks.

“At some point, you thought this shit was optional. Now, you tried to cause problems with my girl, so tell her what the fuck it is.”

She stood there for a few seconds, and I knew then that her ass was lying. I wasn’t sure how she got those pictures and his voice, but that shit had to be fake. If she truly had proof, her ass would be singing it from the rooftops. It was easy to get to me because what woman wouldn’t react to seeing and hearing her man with another woman? But now that she was in front of the person she was lying on, that shit wasn’t easy to do.

“Exactly. You can’t say shit because there ain’t a damn thing for you to tell! Now, since I got some good pussy today, I’m feeling a little generous. So, yo’ ass got one hour to publish an apology and make sure as many people see it as they did that bullshit you posted. And take that stupid ass shit down, too! And if you ever put me into some AI bullshit again or lie on me, I’m going to put a bullet right through that fucking mouth you can’t seem to keep closed. Are we understood?”

“Yeah.”

“Good, now tick tick, bitch,” he said, shooing her away.

I laughed as I watched her walk away and shook my head. She did all of that work to still not end up with the nigga, and I loved that shit for her. In my opinion, the shit was genuinely sad as fuck. But I guessed some bitches were, in fact, just sad as fuck.

EIGHT

HASAN

We stood there for a few seconds, watching Ebony pull out her phone and storm into the house. Now that bitch knew who to play with and who not to play with, and I was definitely the latter. Hopefully, she got that shit handled because she wasn’t getting not one second longer than I gave her to fix the shit before I was popping up at her front door.

“I think you genuinely scared that girl,” Xiyah said, turning around to face me.

“Shit, she better be. I wasn’t playing; I will really kill her ass. I’m not losing your ass over some bullshit, and what she was doing was bullshit.”

“I know. Now I feel crazy for believing her,” she said, shaking her head.

“You should. But I forgive you, ma,” I said, kissing her forehead. “I really like this costume you got on. We might have to do some role-playing or something later.”

“You’re so damn nasty, but I’m down.”

“I know your freaky ass is.”