~CHAPTER 8~
"So you just gonna ignore me?" I ask Nyree turned in my seat facing him.
We were back at the house. Nyree and I been here 10 minutes and was still in the garage sitting in the car because he wouldn't tell me what's wrong with him.
"Ain't shit wrong wit-"
"Cut it with that bullshit. Your ass has been in your feelings since ol' dude at the food court. The shit wasn't that serious Nyree." I told him watching him clench his jaws.
"Shit was no different in the shop but that didn't stop you from burning a fucking whole in ol' girl's neck."
"That's different Ny. She disrespected me. Lawyer or not, I won't be disrespected," I stated matterfactly.
"Yea whateva, so can I go take a piss now or you wanna come hold my dick too?"
That sent me over the edge. I raised my hand to slap him but he caught my wrist then said, "Da' fuck wrong wit chu? Jump stupid if you want-", I didn't even let him finish before I punch him in the side of his neck. "Nigga,fuck you!" I got out slamming the door closed. I started walking towards the door but was yanked back, lifted off the ground, and pressed hard against the Range Rover.
"Ya asking for me to beat yo ass. Den I tell yo ass about putting yo fuckin hands on me? Huh? Like I told yo little ass before I ain't dem niggas in dat house. Do it again Imma leave yo ass limp."
"I'll let you know when I'm worried," I told him pushing him off, landing on my feet and going in the house.
I headed upstairs to my room after I went, looked and made sure my house was the exact way I left it. Martha's crews were already done with the decor and were in the kitchen cooking.
I walked into my room to see my friend girl from college who is now a celebrity hairstylist/make-up artist, Vivica, laying on my bed texting.
"Hey Vivi"
"Hey boo! I've been waiting on yo ass for like 30 minutes," Vivica said getting up off the bed and walked over to the vanity where she already had everything set up for hair and makeup.
"My bad, I was outside arguing with Nyree for at least 15 minutes," I said taking off my shoes.
"What y'all arguing about?"
"Dumb shit," I said simply; I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
"Vi, give me 20 minutes and I'll be ready," I yelled from the bathroom.
"Ok girl...oh! Alex crazy ass said he about to come over for a while."
"Ok," I said before stepping under the water.
~~~~1 hour and 17 minutes later~~~~
Vivica had done my hair in beautiful curls and pinned it up and to one side until I got dressed. Just then Alex walks in with shopping bags.
"What's the T, gurr?" Alex asked once he dropped all the bags on my bed.
"Hey boo, what are all those bags for?" I asked.
Alex looked at me like I was stupid. "Duh, it's what you wearing to the party tonight, gurr."
"Oh, thanks but mines already in the closet."
Alex looked at me like I just shot him.
"Um, BITCH! I just walked my ass up and down the mall, going from store to motherfucking store. Looking for lingerie, jewelry, shoes, and a dress for yo ass. Bitch you wearing them."
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Thug Noire
General Fiction(FOLLOW BEFORE ADDING) Giselle' Grace Collyns is one of the best known lawyers in the state of California. Beautiful? Humble? Independent? Selfless?That she is , but don't get it twisted. Giselle' is from the hood of Michigan- born and raised. Takin...