Mac’s POV
“MAC!” she screamed with tears running down her eyes.
“Yeah?” I said, sitting up.
“Who is she?” she whispered.
“Who?”
“Her.” She yelled showing me her number. “And don’t lie.”
“Let me explain.” I pleaded.
“Spare me the bull and just tell me the truth.” She cried.
“This is the truth.” I whispered. “Sit down.”
“No.” she shook her head. “Why can’t you just be real with me?”
“I’m trying.”
“No you not.” She yelled. “Who is she?”
“I’m trying to tell you.” I yelled. “Now just sit down.”
“I can stand and listen.” She shot back at me. “I’m listening.”
“God!” I yelled. “You being stubborn and hard headed.”
“Tell me the truth!” she screamed.
“IM TRYING!” I yelled.
“Would you please just be real with me?” she wiped her eyes. “Did you sleep with her?”
“Man.” I rubbed my face.
“You can’t even be real with me.” She shook her head. “I can’t do it. Cause this whole time I have been nothing but hon-“
“You bet not say honest.” I cut her off.
“I have.” She yelled.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes.” She said. “What haven’t I been real with you about?”
“Who was dude at the movies?” I finally asked.
She looked at me and I could tell I hit a nerve. She stepped back and took a good look at me. This time I’m standing up with my arms crossed. She shook her head and the tears started to fall. For the first time I didn’t really feel bad for her.
“Huh?” I asked.
“He’s my ex.” She whispered.
“Why couldn’t you just tell me?” I asked.
“And.” She cried.
“And what?” I whispered.
“My pimp & father of my child.” She whispered.
“What?” I asked. “What are you talking about?”
“Like I said.” She cried.
“How is he the father of your child?” I asked.
“Please I don’t want to talk about it.” She whined. “Not right now.”
“No.” I yelled. “I’m up now.”
“Did you sleep with her or not?” she asked again.
“I can’t believe you.” I yelled.
“What?” she yelled back. “You mad cause I want the truth?”
“After you didn’t tell me this.” I said. “You still wanna know about this female?”
“So did sleep with her?” she yelled.
“I didn’t say that.” She cried. “And you know it.”
“So what are you saying?” I yelled.
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Playa Meets Playet
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