La Bella Mafia

N.A.S- Niggas aint shit!

"You nuh see him downgrade when mi drop 'em off
I ain't never played a hoe position
I ain't ever have to strip to get the pole position.."
Nicki Minaj- Hard White

Syn

I posted a picture to IG showing off my necklace because I was too fucking hype. I couldn't believe this nigga Dre went and did this. He always brought me nice things and gifted me with jewelry but this was so random.

In the back of my mind I thought maybe he had fucked up and wanted to wine and dine me, shower me with gifts and shit. I didn't want to think negative though. If that nigga was cheating he was going to have a rude awakening. He already knew how I moved. On to the fucking next one.

I quickly tried to erase those thoughts out of my head. That nigga loved me too fucking much to be that dumb. I had Dre wrapped around my finger. I knew this. Shit, I think even he knew this.

I sat down in my backyard and scrolled on Instagram. My picture already had 300 likes and I had just posted this shit 10 minutes ago.
There was one like that stood out to me. Sincere had liked the photo.

Shit I cursed. I hope he didn't feel any type of way about the picture. Hopefully he would just think that I bought the necklace for myself. As if he could hear me talking about me, he FaceTimed me.

I quickly answered. "Hey."

"Wassup" he said looking into the camera.

I knew he could see the necklace. I had on a charcoal grey top and a pair of black shorts. My hair was gathered into a low ponytail. I was waiting for my girl Tee to come over to do my hair. This wig was busted now. After Sincere and Dre fucking me, pulling my hair like it was growing from my damn head, my lace was pretty much fucked up. I had this install in for a while now.

Oh and let me tell all of y'all right now. No, I didn't feel bad for fucking Sin behind Dre's back. Sincere was my first love. Sincere and I had something special but neither of us were really ready to make shit official. Niggas did this shit all the time but when a woman does it people want to judge and point the finger. I didn't care. I had not only one but two men that loved me. Not many can say that shit. I only loved one though.

"Shit nothing, I'm waiting for my girl Tee to come over and fix my hair."

"Yeah that shit looking kinda crazy right now." Sin laughed.

"Shut up." I laughed flipping him off.

"I see you icy girl. That shit nice ma." He complemented me.

"Thanks."

"You bought it?... or that nigga did." He came right out and asked me. I thought about telling the truth and then I thought about lying.

"Yeah. You taking too long to answer the fucking question." Sincere snapped.
"That nigga bought that."

"Is there a problem?" I boldly asked. I saw no sense in lying since he had already read me.

"Nah.. that's ya nigga right?" He looked at me.

I didn't respond.

For a few seconds we just held the phone not saying anything.

"Soo...uh-." I said trying to breaking the silence. He now had me on pause. Which he knew I hated even though I had him on pause as well.

"Synthia what the fuck are you trying to do right now? Like real shit. Wassup with you?" He asked cutting me off. I took him off pause.

"What do you mean?" I asked him. He had taken me off pause as well.

"You taking gifts from this nigga. Obviously you still fuckin' him. You fuckin' me too. Since when you was like this? I don't wanna be disrespectful, but you wildin' right now." He said.