Dabbling in Danger

Happy Birthday!

The day started off like any other. Then as it progressed things got shittier and shittier.

First, Sasha sent me a message apologizing:

I got slick with moms' and you know how that lady gets... I'm sorry I can't go to your dinner tonight. I promise I'll make it up to you girly! Happy Birthday, I love you boo! You finally 18 biiiiiiiiiiiitch! Save some Mr. Handsome for me ;)

Oh and Tiana and Adeen have been arguing all day. On top of that, I just ran out of weed, now I'm running out of patience.

It's getting close to seven, the reservation is at 7:45pm. The way those two have been going at it, I assume we aren't going at all.

As I'm standing at the counter with a glass of water I hear Tiana's intoxicated ass, yelling now.

Adeen

"Adeen I told you I don't want to go! She ain't a bit of appreciative!"

Tiana has already started drinking for the night, more arguing doesn't help anything and I'm only getting pissed off.

"She ain't gone do nothin' but complain, whine and beg you for some money," Tiana slurs.

"Sounds more like your M.O don't you think?" I snipe.

She leans against the wall and narrows her eyes at me, "excuse me?"

Normally, I would have let things go by now. I would've mumbled under my breath and walked away.

But today, I don't know...

I suppose I'm irritated because I wanted this day to be special for Malina, and Tiana has chosen now to get shit faced. Purposefully being uncooperative and spiteful.

"You know what," my voice is even and low. "Fuck it," I step closer to her. "Get plastered, don't come celebrate your sister's birthday. But you better not show your ass. I'm not having it tonight," I warn.

I can tell Tiana's in a daring mood.

"Where'd the balls come from Adeen, huh? Hey, Malina!" she shouts, definitely showing her ass. "Come here birthday girl, come see how big-"

I cut her off when I see Malina stick a head in the threshold on the opposite end of the hall.

I look at Malina sternly with a harsher tone than anticipated, "no Malina, you go upstairs I'll deal with your sister. Start getting ready," I command.

I wonder how I look in Malina's eyes because she didn't hesitate to scurry away. I fully expected her to charge after me. Thankfully I'm too far down the hall to read the expression on her face.

Now back to Tiana.

She's shook, sputtering as her sister hurries off.

"Where do you get off telling my-," -hiccup- "what to do?" Tiana shouts.

I go to reply but Tiana starts up again.

"In fact, why the hell you always involvin' yourself with my little sister?" she asks accusingly.

That riles me up again.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask never changing my firm tone.

Tiana fumbles and jiggles with the door handle unable to get the door open.

"You know what the fuck I'm talkin' bout," her brows furrow and she leans toward me. "You lookin' at my girl?" She squints her eyes at me.

"Are you stupid?" I ask shaking my head in disbelief.

She yells again, "Are you lookin' at her? You fuckin' that little slut!?"

I can't stop myself once I process Tiana's words. In a flash, I've pushed her hard up against the bedroom door and my scowling face is inches from her sweaty one.

"How dare you?" I growl through gritted teeth not wanting to be heard by Malina.

On the other hand, Tiana wants exactly the opposite. She'd love for Malina to hear.

Tiana continues yelling, calling Malina all sorts of names all while jabbing and pushing me in the chest. I smack my palm over her mouth and with my other hand, bound both her wrists behind her back.

"How can you treat your family so awful?"

Tiana snatches her face away from my hand, "yeah my fucking family! That you're molesting!" Tiana screams.

I clap my hand back over her mouth and push my weight up against her.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I bark, seething. "Everything I've done for you and you speak to me like this, in my god damn house? Hm?" I force a knee into her stomach progressively applying pressure. My voice quiets to a whisper. "All you've done a month after getting married is run off and get hammered night after night. Some days you decide to come home, other days who the fuck knows where you are! Like a good husband, I tried to help you, I tried to do what was right," I spit, applying more pressure. "And you always find an excuse and a reason to ask and ask for more. I thought you'd turn around considering you asked for your sister to live here. But the poor thing has barely seen you since she's gotten here. I swear to God, if you ever..." I cut myself short.

Tiana tests me, giving me a smug look and yanking herself from under my knee.

I slam a fist above her head against the wall. It shakes her up, but I feel defeated.

I don't want to scare her into sobriety or into a different mindset. I just want her to want it.

I look at her one more time with sullen eyes and turn away from Tiana leaving her at the end of the hall.