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Unwanted guest

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Tia – POV

I held the phone to my ear, already irritated.

Me: "What's she trying to sue for?"

Lawyer: "Assault and battery."

I rolled my eyes.

Me: "Wow... and for how much?"

Lawyer: "She's claiming medical bills, lost wages, future medical expenses, lost earning capacity, pain and suffering, and emotional distress."

Me: "And that equals what?"

Lawyer: "Seventy-five thousand."

I sat up straighter, heat rising in my chest.

Me: "She is out her freaking mind."

Lawyer: "The proposed settlement is fifty thousand."

Me: "If she wants to go there, we can go there. That girl put her hands on me first. If this is her way of trying to get some money, let's do it. I'm done playing games."

Lawyer: "I'm just looking at the damage done and what a judge might say."

Me: "I don't care. I'm not giving her a dime. I'm fighting it."

Lawyer: "Okay. I'll let them know."

Me: "You do that."

I ended the call and tossed my phone on the couch, pissed.

Amanda was trying to sue me over that night we fought. Like—first of all, you swung first. Second, you were in my husband's place of business. And third? You mad 'cause I ate you up. You couldn't hold your own, now you want to cry to the courts for some money? Girl, please.

They want me to settle, but I'll be damned. I got footage from the club—clear as day—her walking up on me with her sister and Brandy, and then swinging first. So we can play these little games if she want to. I'm not the one. I promise you that. These girls always wanna come for me when I never sent for them.

My phone started ringing again—Dave.

I picked up.

Dave: "Talk to me."

Me: "This bitch tryna press charges 'cause she lost. Like—you tried to hit me first."

Dave: "She sick as hell, B. I hate people like that. So what we doing about it?"

Me: "Told the lawyer I'm fighting it. She not getting a dime outta me. I promise you."

Dave: "Let me handle it."

Me: "What you mean?"

Dave: "That court shit a drag. Let East handle it."

I smiled without even realizing it.

Me: "Say no more."

Dave: "Ayy, let me slide through."

Me: laughing "For what, sir?"

Dave: "Here you go... you know what for."