And Then There Was Indigo

Part 7

"Get yo ass up!" A deep and angry voice said loudly.

I jumped out of my sleep startled than a muthafucka, heart racing, palms sweating. I knew my eyes were wide and my naked body felt hot like fire.

I expected to see a barrel in my face but no it was Trey.

"Trey you scared me--"

"Why you runnin yo mufuckin mouth to these hoes?"
Trey terrified me man. This nigga was mad as hell his eyes and skin was red. He reared  his hand backwards and straight up slapped me across my mouth. I held my stinging face and tears immediately rolled down my face. My skin got hot and my stomach turned. He woke me up real quick and sobered me up. What the fuck?  No man outside of my daddy has ever hit me before. I'm so confused I thought he wouldn't...

"Now you crying and shit...you did that to yourself! Telling these hoes our business! Shit!"  He said knocking things off his dresser.  I wasn't a weak bitch but I'm so hurt. I heard nothing he said; the slap just kept replaying itself.

I quickly rushed up and threw on my stuff and just ran out of the house. I heard him calling my name but I just ran out. I can't believe this nigga just slapped me. And I respected and liked  him too much to hit him back. How could he? This nigga slapped the dog shit out of me when I've done nothing but respect him and go outta my way to prove myself to him.

The streets were super quiet and I sped walked as tears continuously rolled down my cheeks and my lip trembled. I can still feel that slap. Twenty minutes later after dodging perverts, feens, loose dogs, etc I made it to the apartment and rushed inside and buried my face in the couch pillow crying some more. The silent cries. I'm more so mad that I fucked me and Trey up by telling Mani.  I should've just kept my mouth closed and I wouldn't have got slapped.

The next morning I heard Mani walk in with various shopping bags and the sound of her keys hitting the table. My eyes widened.

"I thought you was at Treys."
"Nah..." I said quietly not even trying to explain the situation or think about it.
"Humph." Mani said under her breath. I didn't want to acknowledge what Trey did to me last night or even think about his rage. However, I was gone check Mani ass for saying something about the set up.

"Did you tell somebody about the set up?"
"Marcus yeah why?"
"What you mean why? Mani that's not something you just tell mufuckas I don't tell nobody yo business."
"Girl chill out Marcus and Treasure are boys--"
"Doesn't matter! Trey was fucking pissed!"

Mani paused for a moment. I knew if I was any other bitch she would've ran up and clocked my ass and I would've did the same. But still, it upset me that Mani couldn't keep her mouth shut. How do you down me for setting a nigga up then go spread my business? That's not real bitch shit.

"Okay Imma let yo ass relax...I ain't say shit with the intent to ruin you or Trey or to be fake in any way...But Imma still let you relax because all this yelling shit ain't cool." Mani went to the bsck and just left all her bags out. I wanted to get out of the apartment but I didn't have anywhere else to go. My family don't fuck with me, Trey then backhanded my ass, and now I couldn't stand the sight of Mani right now. If she wasn't my girl I would've beat her ass hands down. But I love her too much to even let this shit brew even though I'm pissed beyond words.

I had to go. I got in the shower, freshened up, then threw on some chill but decent clothes. I hit up Anthony to see what he had up.

He pulled up thirty minutes later and we smoked and went downtown to grab some food. I didn't tell him nothing but that me and Mani were at odds. He knew I was really into someone but I left Trey out of it. I checked my phone and there wasn't one missed call in sight. Me and Anthony just sat in the car, rolled another one, vented to each other, and listened to music. He was telling me how his new girl ain't trust him and shit. I was so consumed in all my bullshit that I rarely gave feedback like I normally do, but I tried not to just make it about me.