Gutta Baby

Chapter Ten: Petty Is As Petty Does

"You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not calling.
You keep falling victim cause you're insecure.
And when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sure.
Cause he don't seem to want you back and it's got you asking.
So all you see is what you lacking,
Not what you packing
Take it from a man that loves what you got
And baby girl you're a star,
Don't let 'em tell you you're not."

- Crooked Smile x J. Cole

---- BREE  -----

The fair was so much fun. Quez and I held hands and rode rides. He won be a big stuffed bear and we ate funnel cakes. I missed Anthony, but this was a well needed distraction.

"How you feel about Mahalia?" I asked him

"Sis, your homegirl crazy." He said seriously

"No she's not. She been through so much from being raped at a young age to abusive relationships to heartbreak. Everyone she's loved has crossed her. She just don't trust easy. She's hell but once you tear her wall down then she's an angel."

"I guess."

"Just don't hurt her. If you not willing to put in work then leave her alone."

"I got you sis."

When we got home, it was a car in the driveway.

"You expecting somebody?" Quez asked

"Um that's Mahalia's ex's car."

"Yo this broad was playing with herself calling out my name last night. She telling me how she wants to be with me. Now she got a dude in the place we all lay our heads? Tomorrow morning we're going house hunting and laying down ground rules." He snapped getting heated.

My eyes widened, but I just nodded my head not wanting to further irritate him.

We walked through the front door seeing Mahalia laying on the couch with her ex on top of her kissing.

I looked at Quez and he looked pissed. I coughed and Mahalia jumped up so fast looking like she saw a ghost.

"I thought yall would be gone all night?" She mumbled

"It started to drizzle so we came home." I awkwardly explained.

"Mahalia don't speak to me unless it has to do with Bree. Don't come to my room telling me about your bullshit feelings. Don't look at me. Don't even breathe my same air. You look like a hoe right now. You just was up on me hours ago but now you got this man on you. You can't say you feeling me when you got this man in a house I'm staying in. I can't even look at you the same." I said calmy before walking towards my room.

"Bitch, you really was up on that nigga'? You a fucking bird yo. That's why I just fuck and duck yo dumb ass. I never loved you and it was never just you. You was just my least favorite side chick." He said before punching her in her mouth sending her flying back and drawing blood.

"Oh hell nah." Bree screaming running to fight him.

She got some hits in before I pulled her away.

I grabbed ole dude by his shirt and punched him in his face as hard as I could earning the crunching sound of his nose breaking. I let him fall to the ground and started stomping him. I pulled him to the door and left him on the porch.

I don't have respect for anyone who hits women.

I looked over at the sofa where Mahalia was in silent tears as Bree cleaned blood from her nose and mouth. I ran my hand over my head wondering what I just got myself into. I went to the kitchen and made an ice pack for myself and for Mahalia. I put hers on the sofa next to her and went to my room not wanting to be around her.