I don't know why the new bitches of exes feel the need to target the female that is no longer in their man's life.
I left your man because I don't need him, that doesn't mean you should stalk me because you're insecure.
So Blake got himself a girlfriend who moved in upstairs.
I know they're talking about me because Blake begged Emryn to give his girl a job.
And with Emryn buying the whole building, Nai's Beauty Salon had to leave.
Now a whole lot of changes had been done with new workers moving in as the excess storage and offices moved upstairs.
Now more stations have been installed and this bitch keeps getting on my nerves.
She only made friends with the other new stylists which is great, because the old ones here know what's going on.
With her talking about her life and getting a new man every day, no one needs to hear it.
She keeps staring, watching me, and copying how I work with my customers.
For my money and Em's sake, I'm ignoring her.
When I'm on my phone talking with my man who calls anytime, I always answer and the boss has no problem since I'm working. Even my clients don't mind because I ask for permission to speak over their heads.
It doesn't make me make fewer tips or fewer compliments.
She's new so she needs to work to keep her spot.
Back there being hateful.
She gets warned about speaking on her phone and being slow. This girl says everyone is doing it and it's unfair to her.
As if.
Everyone here knows I'm the one who is on my phone the most.
I wore a skirt one day and she wore it the next. Talk about copycats.
She won't let her clients view my magazine, pettily removing it all from her area.
It's a joke.
Today I'm at the end of my wits because I heard my name in her mouth but she won't speak up.
Tension was high in the air and Emryn was hoping that I'd be the bigger person, but she knew there was so much that I could actually take before I let it out.
"Yeah, Twinkle," I started singing out of the blue.
For the first time ever.
"Yow, which gyal. Can seh shi stress mih out dat a F-ing clown. Cause if har man seh him bruk she affi do without and if shi screw shi get a box pon har dutty mouth."
Vicki starts laughing.
"But dis cyaw real. Audacity muss bomboclaat free. But all she a gwaan yuh cyaw step in my heels, mih coochie A+ an me is a gyal weh stingy."
Someone coughed.
A phone was raised to start recording.
"As a wicked gyal mih mek yuh know dis. Mih naw go back and forth wid no likkle bitch. An don't chat tu mih, I'm not yuh F-ing sis. A idiot gyal alone mih see a argue over dick..."
Steff cleared her throat.
"Try don't mek the mistake because mih strap got use. Shut yuh stinking mouth, and mek a bloodclaat move. Mash up yuh face a way dem deven know seh a you."
More laughter.
"Gyal yuh nuh bad, suh leggo dat. Yuh could a fuck bay general, you and the whole a dem will drop. Yuh hole dead out, you a comonaz. Stop suck hood and get a job, yuh life sad...gyal guh find yuh baby dad."
