Chanel was kicking and scratching while begging Skye to let her go. But her attempts were useless. My girl was too strong.
“Get her stuff,” I told Mecca. “You’re the reason this is even happening.”
“Me? Your girl is the one who barged in here uninvited. She’s crazy as fuck!”
“Yeah, and whose fault is that?”
He scrambled to scoop up Chanel’s stuff and rushed out of the room. I followed behind him, shaking my head. I hatedseeing my friend do all of this over his bitch ass. Especially since I knew it wasn’t going to change anything.
I stood in the foyer, watching as Skye tossed Chanelandher clothes out in the cold.
“How am I supposed to get home?” Chanel shouted.
“I’ll call my driver,” Mecca said.
“The fuck you will.” Skye snatched the phone from his hand, then looked back outside. “Bitch, you got feet, use them.” She slammed the door and turned back to face him. “Why do you make me do shit like this?”
“I didn’t make you do anything. You’re the one who decided to come to my crib unannounced. Had you let me know what was up, I would’ve had her out of here before you got here.”
“And that’s the problem. She never should’ve been here in the first place. The agreement has always been, no bitches at your crib. No one should know where you live but me. No one should fuck you in that bed but me.”
Mecca pressed his hand against his mouth. “Damn, thatwasthe agreement, huh?” I looked at the two of them like they were crazy.What the hell? “My bad, babe, I forgot about that shit.” He walked over to Skye and grabbed her hand. “Damn, I fucked up.”
“You sure did,” she spat. “Did you screw her without a condom?”
“What? No.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, I told you I don’t get down like that. I always strap up.”
“Mmhmm.”
He moved her face towards his. “I’m serious. You’re the only one I fuck raw. No other bitch will ever get that luxury.”
“They better not,” she shot back. “
I pushed every word that was on the tip of my tongue to the back of my throat. I knew the real reason a condom was being mentioned. It should’ve been out of concern for an STD or someshit, but it was about making sure that Mecca didn’t get another woman pregnant before her. Skye had been begging him to let her have his child. But he wasn’t having it, so he made sure she stayed on birth control.
“You know, I’m really tired of this bullshit, Mecca. I’m tired of not being the only woman in your life. Maybe I should just?—”
He yanked her closer. “Don’t even finish that fucking sentence. You know the deal. It’s always going to be you and me. Nobody else.”
“Nobody else?” she said while staring at him like he was crazy. “Did you forget about the bitch I just dragged out of here?”
He sighed. “You know what I mean. Look, I know what you want, and eventually, I’m going to give it to you. I just need some time.”
“Time? Mecca, we’ve been doing this for years. How much more time do you need?”
“Just a little more. I just want to get all of this fuckboy shit out of my system, you know? I want to be the kind of man you deserve.”
Is he fucking serious?
I rolled my eyes and let out a loud groan. “Skye, let’s go.”
She looked at me and started walking my way, but Mecca yanked her back. “Nah, don’t go. Let me make this shit right. I need you to know how sorry I am, and that I’ll never fuck another bitch in my crib again.”
“In your crib?” I blurted. “How about telling her that you’ll never fuck another bitch againperiod? Better yet, how about you cut the shit and decide to be the man that she deserves right now?”
