A Living Fancy

Eye For Eye

Their eyes were lined with cheap eye liner, and clumpy dollar store mascara. Her lashes were long, fake, and gross, she was Gina.

Gina wasn't that tall & wasn't that good looking & she was pretty short and wore tribal pattern clothes she looked like colorful vomit but that wasn't anything to say to the person who wants you dead for something so little.

That's when it struck me, sure I was a little rude but she made this situation so big with something so little & who was she to confront me at my own House! She was overstepping her boundaries and I didn't even know her!

She was overreacting extremely, that's what I had yet to find out. My thoughts were soon diminished when she grabbed me from the door into the hallway.

She asked " do you know who I am?" I nodded, she looked surprised as if she thought I was a stupid girl. She said " Do you know why I am putting you through hell?" I cut her off short, " you didn't put me through anything I didn't already witness."

She slapped me, & continued to speak. She said " that smart remark you made in your store was rude & you know it. Everyday I go out into the world with a mindset to strive for my 2 kids because they don't have anything to wear because I spent there clothes money on firearm or drugs."

" That remark you made wasn't funny nor appropriate, as I walked out that store my kids faces flashed through my mind. The faces they'd make when tears streamed their faces, when I told them that I couldn't get them their haircuts because I didn't have the money."

" It was diminishing for you to say being my mother always told me the tongue has no bones, but it still breaks hearts so be careful what you say." & What you said broke my heart because everyday I can't give my kids everything they want since I can barely find a job since moving hear from Nigeria."

I gave her a pitiful look, & nodded. I said to Gina, " Listen, I know the remark I made but I really didn't know your background & how you strive for your kids." Of course I trying to get her out of my face, her breath smelled and she was ugly I didn't need this! Why was she pouring her problems in life

On me? I could care less but anyone

Could call me, " Simple Minded" but of course I couldn't care less.

The more words I said the more Gina would loosen her grip on my collar, she seemed way to understanding to be dealing with guns and to be dealing drugs.

I had to get inside of her head, I had to make her see that I wasn't the "Bad Guy" she needed to know that she could trust me & that I wanted to fix and apologize for anything I've said to offend her but of course at this point I was just talking out of my ass.

She released my shirt with a look that said " I still don't trust & I still hate you for making that remark in the store." But I just gathered my fallen items off the floor & led me and Gina out the door. We had more to discuss tomorrow but tonight was Club Night, tonight meant no worries.

Once we were out the Condo lobby we departed two different ways as I walked to my car I heard a clicking of heels behind me, that became more close everything I picked up some speed again my night was going to be postponed, I stopped I my tracks and turned around looking my stalker in the face.