Ruffian 2 (Sequel)

8.

Shanell

"Yebba, that was my bitch ass cousin, CJ, baby mom." He ended up saying and I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows now.

"Wait, what?"

"So, wait.."

"Wait-" I couldn't help but to laugh angrily to myself as my thoughts ran all over the place.

I was already thinking the worse but things had gotten much more pathetic in just a matter of seconds.

More so because I was hearing that he had sex with this new girl that I'd never heard of. So if that was the case, then that means he'd had sex with his now dead cousin's baby mom.

And that wouldn't be far fetched considering he thought CJ and I had sex.

In which, CJ had mysteriously passed away a few weeks after everything went down.

All dots were starting to connect now and Cain was egotistical like that.

He had to get back at people, no matter what.

I'd known first hand.

"So, wait." I said again, collecting all of my thoughts.

"You had sex with her?" I wasted no time asking him as he sighed heavily to himself, turning his head away from me.

As soon as he did though, I reached up to grab his face, making him look down at me. His tall figure hovered over me as I did and I looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Tell me." I spoke seriously to him, holding back tears now because I was scared for his answer.

"Where you hear this at, Shanell?" He ended up saying, removing my hand from his face completely as he took a step back from me.

"Fuck you was doing at the hair salon all day?"

"Gossiping bout' me with them bitches so you can come home and fuck up everything we got gon' on?" He spoke agitatedly but I didn't care about any of that in this moment.

I didn't care how he looked at me for taking the information that was given and needing answers to it.

The same way he would if he had information about me. The same way he did when he had information about me.

"Cairo.." I stood there, still dismissing everything he was saying to me right about now because it meant nothing.

He was just stalling. 

Which was leading me to believe all of this and all of my thoughts were true.

"Did. you. have. sex. with. her?" I asked again for a final time, trying to give him the benefit of the doubt but still he said nothing.

Not even attempting to answer my question.

He'd went completely quiet as if he could no longer understand English. I felt myself about to break down in this moment but I was so through crying over this shit.

I was done crying. I was tired of crying.

I'd been crying for ten years before and I refused to do it again.