"I'm surprise you were able to get out the house, we haven't seen you in a while." Justin said making me laugh. "I know, I'm sorry. It's just this baby you know? Then working on my own thing then giving Trey ass every other day is a job in itself." London and Justin laughed.
"I'm serious, girl he looked like he was about to have a stroke when I started to get dressed." "Because he's use to you going out with him and shit. Not alone. When I seen he dropped you off I bout died." London said making Justin laugh. "He'll be okay. Not like it's that many people here anyway." There were probably thirty to forty people in the bar.
"Here's your food." I smiled clapping my hands looking at the Lemon Pepper wings and fries. "So what's been up with you and Dee?" "Shit!" I laughed accidentally. "I'm sorry. Why?" "He still hasn't came completely out of the closet. The meeting with his kids went smooth and of course his baby mama knows but his family don't. She still shows up to events they host and I gotta sit there playing homeboy." I shook my head.
"He's probably still trying to take everything in Justin that's all. In a world where men, especially black men are looked down on and being killed because they're gay you have to understand. You came out when you was fourteen so the world wasn't as hard on you. To be an undercover is harder than being straight up gay." "That's what I told him!" London cut in. "Plus you been around the man's kids for crying out loud! Some men are still begging to be brought in the house and not a ran down Motel 6." He cracked a smile laughing. "And please don't bother that man so much he kills himself. Put pressure on a pipe it's gone bust."
He nodded his head understanding. "Yeah you're right Liv. I just want him to embrace what he is you know? I got his back all the way." "I know, but you don't get to decide when he's comfortable." He rolled his eyes smacking his lips. "I hate when you hoes right." I laughed pulling him in for a hug.
"Hey beautiful." I froze slowly turning around. "Remember me?" He smirked and my heart dropped to my ass. "What the fuck do you want?" I asked with as much attitude I could conjure up in me. "Damn, aint seen me in what? Three years now it's an attitude." I rolled my eyes feeling Justin's eyes wander around all confused. London knew the whole story with this nigga. "Nigga get the fuck!" London hopped up from her seat making me stand up to hold her back.
"Wooah!" He laughed looking down at my stomach. "I thought you said I was gonna be the first?" "Fuck you!" I pushed him making him stumble backwards. "Fine!" He worked his tight jaw before walking away.
"Wait! Bitch I'm confused!" Justin said as I sat back down rubbing my forehead. "That's her stupid ass ex." London threw back the drink making me wish I could have one too. "That's a guy I dated young, high school sweethearts. He was such a dog." Justin shook his head rubbing my back. "We can kill him sis." I laughed shaking my head.
Terrance was his name. I thought I was so in love and I knew nothing could break us but of course that was a lie. He used me till he couldn't anymore, me and my mom fought countless times over him. He was a smooth talking fake ass nigga and I felt bad for any woman he was with. The cheating was just a small cherry on the Huge cake believe it or not. That was until I caught him in our bed with another woman. Before he could even explain himself I let one go in his left leg.
"Hey! You good girl?" London shook me bringing me back. "Yeah, I just can't believe he's here. I've buried his ass and just like the cockroach he is he comes crawling back. "Girl fuck him! Let's dance!" Justin grabbed my hand leading me to the dance floor. I laughed as we moved our hips to the music having a good time. "Girl he really watching you." London pointed behind her making me smoothly turn around catching his wandering eyes. "That's all he can do." "I heard that right!" London bent over twerking as me and Justin encouraged it.
