Bigger Than Most

Chapter 50🖤

Ranae

Anthony and I took a break from dancing with everyone as we sat down. My feet was hurting a bit from dancing to the last few songs that played. Other then my feet hurting, it was honestly fun. I loved how everyone was having fun and enjoying each other. Drama and stress free. Wish it was like this back home honestly.

Anthony stands up, hovered over me, and leaned closer to my ear. "I'll be back." He says kissing my cheek.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"Phone call." He say as held his ringing phone. I nodded and he walked into the house.

I got on my phone, taking pictures here and there. I was strolling through my social media when I noticed Bre walking over. She sat a few feet away from me. This girl honestly seemed cool, but I don't know.

"Heyy girl, why you by ya self ? Where Ant?" She asked with a frown on her face.

"On a phone call." I say simply.

"Awe ok. I hope I didn't make you feel any kind of way earlier, poppin' in front of you like dat."

"Nah, you good. Just was caught off guard."

"That's my bad." She chuckled. "I'm blunt as fuck most of the time."

I chuckled, nodding my head, making a mental note.

"Awe yeah I ain't mean to get up in ya business like that either. I ain't seen his ass in years so I was dead ass curious. Cause you his type and you too damn gorgeous to be a bird for his ass so y'all had to be dating." She said and laughed.

I laughed as well, looking down at the ground, blushing a little. "Thank you. I honestly was kind of shocked to know you was his ex. "

"Yeah most people do. Dated a few years, mad wild shit happened and we dead dat shit." She explains briefly. "But the nigga love us plushies and these bird bitches be mad. So continue to stunt on em' ma."

"I honestly don't be worried about things like that." I shrugged. Honestly a part of me do worry about not being enough or his type for real. But I won't tell her that since I don't know her.

"Yeah but sometimes you gotta cause bitches will definitely try an step on ya toes. Especially for a nigga they want. Shit weird. Gotta show these bitches you nun to play wit."

"You fought over him or some?" I asked, chuckling.

I was really curious about his past life here to be honest. I know he told me about him cheating on her. I kind of want to know her side.

"Hell nah. I slapped a few bitches up though for tryna violate me and make me feel bad about myself. Like I couldn't have a nigga like him." She laughed.

"That's crazy. People are weird." I laughed along, shaking my head. I've experienced it myself.

"Mhmm. But I'm rooting for y'all already." She smiled. "Dat nigga never arrange his face muscles to smile, let alone dance."

"Thank you." I blushed, chuckling. It was silent between us for a bit. It was so awkward for me so I decided to break the silence. "Why did y'all break up?"

She looked at me and chuckled. "Did you ask him first?"

"No." I semi lied.

"Mm. Ya should. It really ain't my place to say. Plus I don't wanna damage the image you have of him in yo head and I don't wanna hear shit from his ass." She chuckled. "Sorry ma."