February 19, 2016
Oakland, California
12:08 PM
Robyn Rihanna Fenty
Lani just stared at me afta' I said I neva' ate Chic-Fil-A befa'. Ion see da big deal, it's just chicken right?
Lani laughed, wiping imaginary sweat off ha forehead. "Whew, you're a good actress, had me going there for a second."
I straight faced. What da hell she mean? "I'm serious."
"W-what?" She made a face, lookin' so heartbroken, fah why? I almost clutched my chest afta' seein' dat look fah da second time. I didn't wan' ta' see it again, and it happened anywey. Ova' same damn food. Bitch I'm shook.
"I just neva' had reason ta'. I always made myself Bajan food." My voice was soft, I didn't want ta' trigger anything.
"Will you try it?" She asked, soundin' baby like. I sighed nodding. Her features instantly lifted inta' a smile, I feel like I just got played, but I guess I won' say shit. As long as she ain't lookin' like when I took her from home.
"Order #42." I heard de cashier say, I walked ta' da counter and got da food and gave Lani her cup.
"Go fill it so we ca' go home." I said.
"Be patient bozzi, you just gave it to me." She spoke jokingly. I shook my head, don' get fucked Lani, Ion have time fah ya sayin' I ate ya walls loose.
"Oh my God Robyn we're in public!" She turned, whisper yelling.
"Whet?" I raised an eyebrow.
"You know what you said..." She rolled her eyes, filling her cup.
"Oh I se' det aloud? Oop." I wun' sorry. She need ta' know what it's all about actually.
She sucked her teeth. "You not even gone do nothing..."
"Girl-" I got cut off by her phone ringing. I wondered why she even had it on but didn't question it. Lani pulled ha phone out and looked at it, sighing she put it back.
"I'm ready..." Damn, one ah dem had ta' call. Ha mood wen' from 100 ta' -500 quicker dan how I run when I see a roach. Yeah I'm a bad bitch, but roaches got me fucked up.
"Lani?" I started.
"It's fine..." She mumbled, walkin' past me. I gently grabbed her arm and gave her a look.
"Kitten.."
"Robyn please." She had a pleading look in ha eye, so I dropped ha arm and walked ta' da car.
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By da time we walked inta' da house, Lani was damn nea' in ha room befa' I could shut da front doo'. She didn't talk ta' me at all durin' da car ride. A gal got blowed as fuck. I fuckin' hate silent treatments, I only give 'em. I'll be damned if I actually get one in ma 28 years of livin'. Only time she allowed ta' gimme silent treatments is if I tell ha ta' shut de fuck up, I fuck her ta' a point she can't breathe or I choke ha again. I made my wey' ta' her room and walked in. She looked up and sort of da fuck faced at me, I chuckled inwardly.
"You can't knock?" She asked, still looking at me.
"What's det?" I raised an eyebrow. She sighed not answering and continued ta' open ha food bag.
"Ya still gon' lemme try it?" She looked at me biting into her sandwich. I waited fah response but instead I got anotha' bite taken from her. I cleared my throat.
"I asked a question."
"I didn't answer it." We made eye contact, I'm surprised she didn't look awey'. I kept lookin' at her as she continued ta' smack on her sandwich, maintaining serious contact. I'm surprised she isn't showing emotion, usually I can see right through her. My eyes grew wide and I made a 'really nigga' face.
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