"Yo, I'll be upstairs in a minute."
He told his friends.
"Now, what did you just say?"
"I said that you been acting so funny with me the past few days. I know Kairo is your boy, but I thought I was cool with you, too. Kel, I've been nothing but nice to you."
"What the fuck does nice have to do with anything when I got beat the fuck out of in an alley because of you. Your man said that if I fucked with you ever again, he would kill me, so I'm choosing not to talk to you at all, shorty."
"Who told you that? Kairo?"
"No, Hov, your new nigga. It was the night Tre and Iheld up Silvia's. I was trying to catch you to calm you down, but he ended up catching me instead. That man beat me like I was a punching bag and took my piece. I'd just got that fucking gun too."
Kel smacked his lips.
"Kel, I didn't know that was you. I'm sorry that happened, but he was only trying to protect me."
"Yeah, protecting you against everybody, huh. I also heard what he did to Kairo. Your ass is switching up on what you know for a man you don't. Sad to see but bitches love an upgrade until they figure out it's a fuckin facade."
Kel left me standing there, hurt, for a minute because I didn't know whether to be offended by what he said or feel bad that he felt that way about me. My head started pounding like crazy, and the scratches on my arms began to sting. I really felt like I needed to sit down, so going up to this apartment was necessary. Sitting out in the hot sun, I just can't do it.
I started climbing the steps with my suitcase to go inside the apartment. When I got to the door, I stood outside for a moment, hoping that I didn't hear shit on the inside.
When I thought the coast was clear, I used my key to turn the locks and walked into my apartment.
The Paw Patrol theme song was echoing throughout the room, and sitting on the couch was a little boy with fair skin and a large curly afro that was almost as big as his head. When he and I met eyes, he stared at me for a second before my presence eventually made him upset, and he started to cry to the top of his lungs.
That'swhen the bedroom door bolted open and a light-skinned chick with long red weave and no top came running out in her panties.
"Umm, who are you?"
She asked as if she had the nerve.
"This is my apartment, so who the fuck are you is the better question?"
"Oh, I know who you are now. Kairo, come out here!"
She called, and out came his goofy-looking ass in his boxers.
"What are you doing here, Ciara?"
"This is still my apartment. I came here to wait on Pernelle to get home."
He leaned to glance past my body at the luggage behind me.
"Ohhhh, you got kicked out already. Knew that nigga wasn't letting Cashmier's perfect ass go."
He laughed like shit was funny.
"I did not get kicked out; I came home because I wanted to!"
"Sounds like the same thing to me, but you packed your shit up and left me, so stay gone. I don't want you anywhere around me, and I know you already told that nigga my plans to stay free, so I reallyain't'fucking with you now. I have another plan, though, and Hov would be a dummy to come fucking with me with the cops looking after me. So, he can have you, that's if he even wants your tired ass."
"I'm nothing to be had or given away, and I don't care who your snitching ass works for or what your conniving ass plans are. The fact of the matter is, I did not give you this apartment so you and your girlfriend and,"
"And our son," he cut me off.
"Excuse me."
