Love & War (Editing)

Chapter IX

"Mya?!" I asked wondering what the hell she was doing here. I knew she was crazy, but damn.

"Hey Anthony, you miss me?" she asked folding her arms across her chest. "Hell nah I don't miss ya ass! What the fuck are you doin' here?"

"You know exactly what I'm doing here Anthony! Why are you avoi-" "Hold up, baby how you know Mya?" Janelys interrupted; finally catching on to the conversation.

"Baby you know this bitch?!?!" I asked wondering wtf was going on. "She's the new bartender, now how TF do you know her?" she asked again, growing impatient. I sighed. "Man babe I messed with this bitch one time when I was living in Chicago and her ass been stalking me ever since!" I replied honestly. "You still fucking her?" she asked looking pissed TF off. "Hell nah baby I ain't even know she was here. I wouldn't dare cheat on ya ass, you know that." She looked me in my eyes and nodded her head.

She turned towards Mya who was still staring at me; looking salty. Janelys snapped her fingers in her face trying to get her attention. "Aye you need to pack up your shit an-" "Bitch wtf do you want?!" Mya snapped; cutting her off. My mouth dropped when I heard the words come out of her mouth. This crazy bitch must've completely lost her mind, gettin' loud with Janelys' hot headed ass. Baby girl is not one to talk; she'll whoop ya ass first and talk shit later.

Janelys started laughing and tying up her hair as soon as Mya finished her sentence; I already knew what time it was. I grabbed her waist and held her tight; trying to calm her down. "Look baby, this bitch not even worth it. Let's just get somebody to escort her ass up out-" Before I could finish my sentence, Mya started snapping.

"Baby cakes, why TF do you keep on defending this hoe?! She ain't nothing special. We both know that that bitch doesn't compare to all this, so I don't understand why you're leading her on and playin' with her feelings like this!"

"Yo Ant let me the fuck go!" Janelys shouted; growing angrier by the second. She had been trying to break away from my grasp the entire time, but my grip was too tight. Mya noticed how angry she was making Janelys and started smiling. She leaned in close to me and started getting petty.

"Anthony she can't take care of you the way I can. Remember how much fun we used to have baby? I bet she doesn't take control or make you do that thing wit-" Before she could even finish her sentence, Janelys pushed me off of her and punched Mya dead in her mouth; dropping her to the floor instantly. Mya tried to get up, but Janelys grabbed her by her hair and quickly dragged her into the cut so nobody would get in her way. I just stood nearby and watched. Mya deserved to get her ass whooped for disrespecting us like that.

Janelys was whooping her ass; drawing her fists all the way back connecting them to her face repeatedly. At this point Mya's face was fucked up and she was doing anything she could to try to get away from her. She was scratching, pulling hair and tugging at her dress, but it was no use. After a few more hits, Janelys let up and got up to walk away. Before she could turn around, Mya sat up and spit in her face. All hell broke loose after that.

Chenille's POV

"Okay so what did you wanna talk about?" I asked; still feeling the liquor. Before the guys showed up, Janelys and Nick had me taking back shots of Remy and some other shit, we even had a little session going, so my ass was definitely lit.

"Come here," he said ignoring my question and motioning for me to come sit on his lap. I kicked off my heels, walked over to the couch and sat on his lap. He placed a kiss on my lips, I turned myself around so I was now straddling his lap. I sat there for a moment and just admired my man; I swear everything about this man is perfect. From the tattoos all over his arms and chest, to his flawless smile. I even loved the way he walked. Everything about him just turned me on.