Imani's POVIts been a few days since me & Chris had an argument. He really haven't been answering my calls or text so on my lunch break I decided to make a visit to the barbershop. I seen Mike in the front outside doing something
"Hey girl. You want yo hair did. You got some bundles," Mike said acting feminine
"Mike you are dumb as fuck I swear. But where is Chris," I asked
"He don't want to see you. He said you hurt his feelings, so I think you need to go get him some flowers & chocolate to make it up to him," Mike said still being feminine
"Really Mike. You broke up with Shaye & went gay on us. Damn," I joked
"Hell naw girl. You know I'm fucking with you, but Chris is in the back," he said
I went inside & to the back to see Chris sitting at the table eating something. I guess was his lunch & plus it wasn't busy in there at the moment
"Hey babe," I said going to hug him, but he swerved me
"What are you doing here," he asked with an attitude
"Why the attitude," I asked with my hand on my hip
"Imani for real I don't have time for this. I'm trying to eat my food before my next customer comes. And I really don't have nothing to say to you right now," Chris said getting up throwing his trash away
"Wait I wanna apologize, but you're being mean," I said
"You wouldn't have to apologize if you didn't jump to conclusion before asking me the real deal. Now would you," he asked me
"Yes, but still you don't have to be mean about it. Just listen to me," I said pouting
"Don't be doing all that pouting shit like a little girl. You weren't doing that when you were cussing me out. But I need to get back to work & so do you," he said
"So you're not gone even talk to me," I asked
"Not right now, maybe later. I'll let you know," he said before walking out going back to where everyone else was
I know this nigga didn't walk away from me. Oh he wanna be like that, then fuck him. I walked out & left without saying shit to nobody & went back to work
Chris' POV
"What the hell is wrong with her," Mike asked
"Cause I won't talk to her cause she really made me mad that night we came back from New Orleans," I told him
"What she do," Scoot asked being nosey
"Damn, nigga you nosey as fuck. But what she do," Zay butted in eating some fries from McDonalds with his fat ass
"Both ya'll nosey. But I guess Shaye told her some shit about me using to sell drugs & that I'm bipolar. And how my cousin was killed. She said she don't wanna be with no thug or no crazy person," I said getting my station ready
"Shaye got a big mouth for real. But you are a little crazy, just a little," Mike said laughing
"Mike, shut up cause you got yo nerves calling somebody crazy nigga. I think mama Renee really should have gotten you some medication as a child," I said
"Its not too late," Zay added laughing
"Once again fuck ya'll. But Chris you're coming back to the single side. Now we can go fuck shit up together again. I told you we don't love these hoes," Mike said
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General FictionNot the typically urban story, I know ya'll tired of hearing that but just read please, you won't be disappointed.