Secret affairs

Chapter 21:

The next morning I get a text from Tammy,

" You have fucked up. My mom and you will get what is coming to you. I will make your lives living hell. I swear to you I won't stop until you guys break up. If you don't want to see her hurt then leave her. She loves my dad still she just doesn't reliese it. You used to care about my dad well do it again. He let you move in his house. Now I'm telling you to get out bitch. Our friendship is over and your relationship needs to end."

I didn't take any of what she said to heart. She is pissed now but she wouldn't do anything to her mom.

She sends me a song. I know what song it is but I hit play anyways.

'I'm tired of hoes hatin' cuz i'm off in the club cuz they
niggas keep hollerin and showin me love

don't get
mad at me girl it ain't my fault that this fit that i'm fittin
see ya boyfriend bought i paid the cost

but now i'm
the boss and u picked the fight but u see dat u lost
outside of the spot girl lookin cuz mess

gettin mad by
the second cuz i'm lookin the best

I see ya homie and
she lookin depressed cuz my niggas pourin liquor
all over her dress oops!

now she mad girl what u gon
do by the sound and the whispers of her weak ass crew

but ya played into it and u got stomped out maybe
next time you won't open ya got damn mouth

with a
timberland logo branded in ya forehead glass stickin
out the side and the color is red

(I'll hit that bitch with bottle)
I don't fight I don't argue I'll just that bitch with a bottle

(I'll hit that bitch with a bottle)
Call my click don't bother I'll just hit that bitch with a bottle

(I'll hit that bitch with a bottle)
Got problems I'll solve em I'll just hit that bitch with a bottle
(I'll hit that bitch with a bottle)

Don't get happy security ain't comin for you

we buck
we ain't lettin security through

bitch we ain't playin you
goin off in a pit in the public actin stupid girl throwin up
fits

never again you gone live to talk about it how this
ass whoppin make u where u never ever doubt it

I came
to party not to fight with u defending myself is somethin
I got a right to do

better get ya ass right before you get
stomped out better yet bottle action and I put ya lights
out

got a bad ass temper and I'm dealin with that

my
gurl nigga kinda crazy beatin bitches with bats

i'm kinda
confused u ain't talkin much now

next time you see me girl
you'll be takin a bow

as you see i'm not a kid and I don't
play games my names says it all I'll just take a bottle in hand