Quentin's Way

Chapter 14

            "Man, what the fuck!" Malcolm shouted as he got in my face. "You really don't wanna put your hands on me, Quentin!"

            "Yeah, and what the fuck are you gonna do about it?" I asked. "I'll beat the brakes off yo punk ass!"

            "Quentin," Demi called out. "What do you mean you have proof?"

            I pulled out my phone and opened my Instagram app before telling him, "The dude's username is toryb_97 and his name is Tory." When I told Demi that, Malcolm's eyes lit up.

            "Don't listen to him, baby," he told Demi. "He doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about."

            "You can see it for yourself, Demi. That Tory nigga is all up in Malcolm's comments on damn near every single post. And he has a ton of pics of him and Malcolm on his profile." I pulled up his profile and then handed my phone to Demi. "A lot of them are group pics, but look at how close him and Malcolm are in most of them. Malcolm even has his arm around the dude in one of them."

            "Tory is just a friend, Demi."

            Demi looked at the pics on my phone and then looked at Malcolm and asked, "Let me see your phone."

            "What?"

            "I wanna see your phone right now. Unlock it and pull up your Instagram on it."

            "Demi, I let you look through my phone all the time. You know there's nothing on there. I don't hide things from you."

            "Give me the phone or I swear I will dump you right now."

            "Fine." He took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it and handed it to Demi as Demi handed my phone back to me. While Demi was doing something on Malcolm's phone, Malcolm looked at me and asked, "Why are you even here? This is none of your business."

            "I made a promise to Demi and I'm here to deliver on that promise."

            Demi continued doing something on Malcolm's phone and then after a few minutes, he held Malcolm's phone up so that both me and Malcolm could see the screen. It was a direct message he'd begun with Tory while pretending to be Malcolm. He then asked Malcolm, "If this Tory person is just a friend, then why do you have a separate account that you DM him with? I sent him a message from your account and he asked why you didn't hit him up on the other account. What other account, Malcolm?"

            "Baby, let me explain..."

            "Nah, fuck that," I said to him as I put my phone into my pocket. "You got two options; bruh, you can either be honest and get yo ass whooped or you can lie again and get yo ass whooped. Either way, I'ma whooped that ass."

            "You owe me the truth, Malcolm. If you really love me, you'll tell me the truth."

            Malcolm stared into his eyes for a while before finally admitting, "I had sex with Tory a few times, but it didn't mean anything. I missed you and..."

            Before he could get another word out, I popped him in the jaw. He hit me back instantly and we started going at it. He was shorter than me but I admit, he could hold his own. Demi tried to get in between us but we must've been fighting too wild because he quickly stepped back by the door. I honestly didn't wanna fuck Malcolm up but that nigga started digging his nail in my eye and it pissed me off more than I already was. I grabbed him and slammed him as hard as I could to the ground.