Chapter 17: Me Brooklyn, New York March 25th, 1:18 am
Guess you got thateffect on me Guess you get the best of me, yeah Bring out the worst You make a bitch have to go in her purse
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"So...not only did you fuck her man, but now you're telling me you let him nut all up in you-."
"I didn't just let him do that, don't make it seem as though I was just allowing him to fill me with his semen. I don't even know if I'm-."
"We've been sisters for 25 years, and you know I know you like the back of my hand. It's beyond obvious that you are, and I mean it is what it is...congratulations." Imani smiled brightly, quickly dropping it once realizing Maleah wasn't giving her the same energy. "Well fuck you too then." She mumbled, crossing her arms in a pout.
Pressing her lips together, Maleah eyed her briefly before shifting her focus back on her computer screen. Raising an eyebrow, Imani walked over to peer over her sister's shoulder, confusion spread along her face seeing that she was researching what looked to be different mental illnesses.
"Why are you googling that...?" She pointed towards the screen in genuine curiosity. Never taking her eyes up from what it was she was doing, Maleah continued on scrolling down the symptoms of what she was reading.
"Because this is one of the mental disorders he told me he has." She mumbled, slightly dismissing the idea of having a conversation, but Imani continued on anyways.
"Who?"
"Chris."
"How can he have mental disorders if he's a captain...?" Imani tilted her head with her hands grasped along the back of Maleah's seat.
"That's the part that's confusing me a lot. Then it's not even the fact that he just has mental disorders, but it's the fact that he has bad mental issues, like the schizoaffective thing Cylis has, with a personality disorder mixed in. However it's puzzling to me because aren't cops supposed to...not have those things?" Maleah tilted her head in confusion while reading what she was seeing in front of her. Slowly nodding her head, Imani leaned forward to look better, because from what she knew when it came to Kordell, they really did have to be cleared of mental disorders that could place others in danger.
"Oh this nigga bout crazy as hell, who the fuck let his ass on the job." Imani laughed, causing Maleah to hit her arm because she couldn't help herself from laughing also.
"Well considering his boss is a fucking psycho too, it seems like the perfect place for him to be at." She shook her head, disgusted in the fact she was being seen a clear view on how twisted and crooked things really were when it came to those men who claimed their duty was to protect everybody.
She wouldn't say he was bad at his job or took advantage of his power because she had no way of knowing, but the fact he even did that work with his disorders told her enough. He wasn't supposed to be there, the way he got on was something she probably would never know nor understand. Yet that didn't mean it stopped anything in terms of her deep curiosity.
