Who Do You Love? (Short Story)

Chapter 4

Brie and G had been working on their relationship going on 4 months now. Shy was right, the man had hella fans. Brie had a few fans of her own so she definitely wasn't tripping. Everything was going great until they had their first fight. Brieyon felt like it was a real dumb ass altercation.

One night she and G had went out to Stakks nightclub and Brie had caught some guy's attention. Although, She had to admit, the guy had gotten a little thirsty. He bought her at least 3 drinks throughout the night. He took it upon himself to go over and introduce himself while she was sitting at the bar.

"What's up Ma? Im Marcus." He approached her. He was tall and dark skinned with a low fade and his smile was perfect. Brie was a sucker for nice teeth and beautiful smiles.

If she didn't feel a disrespect for G, She would've gotten on that with him. They had a nice little vibe of talking and drinking. He wasn't from LA so he had asked for her number just in case he needed any extra help or guidance. Brieyon being the nice girl, She caved in.

He shot her a quick text the very next day trying to 'kick it'. Lady Luck definitely was not on her side that day. G just so happened to see the text and definitely caught the wrong idea.

"Who the hell is Marcus?" He snapped at her. "Chill Baby, Damn!" She tried to calm him. "Nah! Chill baby my ass! Who da fuckk is Marcus, Brie?" He snapped again, this time getting louder and closer to her. She knew she had fucked up by programming his number into her phone. She'd never seen G this mad and it kinda scared her, although, she didn't want him to know that. Fear was a big issue in her past relationship.

"That guy from the club. Chill out G, It's not that serious!" She rolled her eyes. She hated arguing and G was blowing this whole thing way out of proportion. "Guy from the club? Fuck you mean"Guy from the club"?" He mimicked her. "You saying that shit all nonchalant like it's straight. Lemme find out you out here bein a HOE." He continued snapping as he pointed his finger in her face. Brie was shocked he had the nerve to come at her like that but she just laughed it off.

"Boy hush, aint nobody being a hoe. I met him last night and he asked for my number cause he's not from here. I told you that last night. You act like I can't have friends or something." She replied while laughing.

"You think this shit funny? Cause I don't see shit funny. The fuck he need yo number fo Brieyon? I'm yo fuckin friend!" He semi-yelled. He was doing entirely too much and Brie wasn't beat for it.

"Okay, you're obviously not listening so I'm not about to keep explaining it to you." She rolled her eyes once again.

"Nah, you gone explain this shit to me & you can stop with all that eye rollin shit. You ugly as hell when you do that!" He said and she laughed again, this time, louder. She wasn't trying to be rude or disrespectful but she found the whole situation funny. She was ok with G having females friends. She just didn't understand why it wasn't ok for her to have guy friends.

"You had this nigga smilin all in yo face last night, buyin you drinks and now y'all texting each other? Come on Man! You expect me to believe aint shit brackin?" He yelled into her face as she tried to hold in laughter.

She didn't think he knew how dumb he looked making a big deal out of nothing. "G, I just told you what happened, If you dont believe me then I really don't know what else to tell you." She shrugged. Why would he even think she would do something like that to him?!

"Fuck you mean?" He gave her the ugly face. "You know what.. I ain't got time for this shit B, forreal." He snapped and walked away. Suddenly the whole situation was no longer funny to her. He shook his pocket and heard his keys jiggle before walking towards the door. "Keenon!" She yelled after him only to be ignored. He remained silent and slammed the door on his way out.