"And you're right I was wrong for what I did but why the fuck are you so invested?"
"If he can forgive me, why can't you?" I asked her, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Because I don't have to." She spat back at me and I shook my head, waving her off.
"Alright. Whatever, Deja."
"Have it your way." I simply stood to my feet, disposed of my plate and then walked directly passed her.
I wasn't here to please her, I was here to make things right and spend time with Dom so that's what I was going to do. Her energy wasn't needed in my life.
As I made my way into the living room, the door opened again and Dominic came walking through it.
"What's up? Where you going?" He furrowed his eyebrows, stepping in front of me to block my walkway.
"No where. I just needed to get away from her." I rolled my eyes and he knew I was referring to Dej as she came walking out of the dining room.
"Deja." He sighed deeply and she pretended to be innocent.
"Bro, I didn't do shit. She's just mad because I don't like her." She shrugged nonchalantly.
"I don't give a fuck if you like me." I bucked and she simply started laughing.
"Hm, where was this energy before Dom walked in though?" She bucked back and I simply waved her off.
"Fuck you." I said to her, tired of her presence all together.
"Fuck you too, bitch." She spat.
"That's exactly why I never liked your trifling ass."
"I never liked you either, you fake ass bitch." I spat back, simply making up things because I was upset.
The fighting abruptly stopped as Dom sighed deeply, closing his eyes.
"Both of y'all sit the fuck down." He pointed to the couch and I stood there my arms crossed while she did the same, scoffing.
"No." I told him in an overly spoiled manner.
"Fuck no, bro." She went on too, looking down at the floor.
"I ain't gon' ask again." He threatened as we both still stood there, not moving an inch.
His eyes then reverted to me as I stood there with my arms folded and my lips poked out.
"Tiana." He spoke sternly to me, looking me in the eyes.
"You wan' play with me?" He asked while I still stood there, challenging him. Our eyes never parted ways and I knew that I didn't want any problems with him but I was just being petty, just like she was.
"Sit the fuck down." He spoke sternly and I sighed deeply, finally sitting down on the couch.
"Dej-"
"No, I'm not sitting down with her."
"And you ain't about to make me. That little bitch the one scared of you, I ain't. You got me fucked up." She tried to walk passed but he roughly grabbed her.
"Deja, stop fuckin' playing with me yo." He spat to her, gripping her up.
