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That night, Ronnie came home from the airport. He called me yesterday and today all day but you think ima answer his ass. He gone come up with a thug alibi when I bust his ass.
"Why you didn't pick up your phone?"he ask.
I stayed quiet for minute ignoring him. "Huh. You hear me fucking talking to you"
"Yes i hear your stank breath ass"I said rolling my eyes. I walk to Zayda room seeing her sleep. I close her room door so she won't hear me and Ronnie fuss.
"What fuck you call me?"he ask.
"Stank breath. Better yet, a stank dick"I said.
"What you talking bout?"he followed me downstairs.
"You know what the fuck I'm talking about nigga!!"I yelled. "Selena fucking saw yo ass with these chicks at the party in los angles"I pointed to my phone.
"Selena lying"Ronnie said. "Babe, that was a friend of mine. Ever thought about asking me who that was first instead of assuming"
"You right. I should of ask"I said nodding my head.
"So she was just a friend"he smiled. "Can i get a kiss or something?"
"Nigga you got me fucked up"I rolled my eyes. "That bitch you was with wasn't no damn friend cause the next pic of you and her was at the same hotel where Selena was"
"You sent Selena to watch me!!"he yelled.
"No, Selena had photo shoot. But she was at that party and stayed at the same 5- star hotel. You couldn t afford that so maybe the bitch did"I said.
"You making a mistake"he shook his head laughing. "You need me zoya!!!"
"Other way around"--"you need me ronnie"I said.
"Fuck you"he grab his jacket and wallet. He walk out the door slamming it.
