SYA'S POV
Oh Sya calm down its not real. She's gone. She doesn't exist.
I closed both eyes and took a heavy ass breath. I opened them back up and lo and behold she's still there. I felt my hand shake a little and the bag drop from my grip. I-I'm not gonna act a fool in this store.
"Y-Y-You n-need anyt-thing els-s-se?" I could see the sweat form on her forehead. Her hands shook violently as she held the shoe box.
"Yes I need every single item in these carts rang up and bagged now!" The girls threw all their things in quickly. I knocked the shoes out her hand and smashed the gold painted cart into her pelvis.
She shook with fear as I remained feet unmoved from my very spot. I jumped at her and she ran off to the register.
I took a big ass deep breath and a broke out into a mental prayer as I watched her every move.
God please give me strength. God the devil is a liar and I will not be tempted by him. Bless me with your holy spirit as I am being tested by those who have done me wrong. In your sons name I pray.
Amen.
The girls looked in different directions obviously in shock.
I took my bag off my shoulder and waved our body guard. AC walked in my direction with a angry look as he and I watched that bitch ring my shit up with the pace of a got damn cheetah.
I handed him my black card and bent his 7 foot tall ass down so I could get a good whisper in.
"May you please pay for my things and bring her out this damn store some how. Get singing for yourself while you're at it." He nodded his head and took the card from me.
"As you wish." He walked up to the register in a normal manner. I could only see the back of him but I could tell by her face she has a lil piss in her pants. I quickly walked out the store and heard the clacking of heels and tennis shoes behind me.
"Sya what are you about to do?" I heard Z say behind me.
"Nothing in particular." I stood on the sidewalk and pulled out a blunt rolled in cigarette printed rolling papers and put it to my lips. "Nothing at all."
The girls stood in front of me looking at me as I held the lighter to the other end. Smoking a little weed in public never hurt nobody. My nerves is bad, and I'm trying not to jump out of character on this nice Florida afternoon.
I put the lighter back in my purse and pulled my phone out. I pushed the button down and waited for this slow ass bitch to answer. I heard the lil chime and blew out smoke from my nose.
"Siri bitch. Call EJ." TC's head snapped in my direction cause she knows what I'm about to do.
"Calling EJ." Siri repeated back to me before pulling up his contact.
The phone rang a few times before he answered.
"What the fuck you want?!" I pulled the phone from my ear and looked down at it.
"Bitch don't ever answer the phone like I'm one of your niggas." I heard moving in the background and him sigh.
"Yes Sya?"
"I need you to get the basement ready for a party when I get back. Okay?"
"Oh shit. Uhhhh." I heard a yelp and cussing. "Move bitch take yo old peppermint patty as on somewhere and get out my car!" I heard a car door slam and tires skert off. "Hello?"
