Playing With Fire (Lesbian)(Not Edited)

Chapter 12

"Where in the hell is he?" I grumble to myself. Casime called me at the office so we could have lunch.

"If you are speaking of me, I am here." He tosses his sachel on the table and sits down at the chair across from me. "So I was in the office right, doing my filing and what not, all of a suden this guy walks in... long story short, I have a date tonight." His smile was big and infectious. 

"That's great babes, so tell me about him. What does he look like?"

"Don't worry you are going to meet him tonight. He is picking me up from the apartment."

"Sounds like you have are in for a good night. I'm so happy for you." I say genuinely.

My lunch break was just about over since I spent the better part, waiting for him to meet me at the diner. I bid Casime farewell and damn near had to sprint to my car. I did not want to be late.

I spot my car and started to pull out my keys when the figure leaning against it finally came in to view. What in the fuck? 

It's Lysette.

"Can I help you?" I said.

"You're Naomi. You're that woman from the mall. I knew that bitch was lying her skinny ass off." She takes a long pull from her cigarette and exhales harshly. "Did you know about me?"

"Excuse me?" She had caught me off guard. I was not expecting her to be here nor was I expecting to have this conversation right now.

"You heard me. When you were fucking my girlfriend, did you know about me?" This is not how I wanted this to go. I had plan to talk to her but I didn't know how to go about it. 

"Not at first. Look I was going to reach out to you but I didn't know what to say. Janell lied to me too."

She dropped her purse on the sidewalk and went around to the trunk of my car. She pulled a crowbar off of it. Oh hell no.

"You know, I would like to believe that except I went through her phone last night." She swung the crowbar and slammed it against my back window. It shattered immediately. I was frozen with fear and anger. What in the fuck?!

"Bitch! I know you are in your feelings or what ever but what in the fuck?!" I ran up to her and pushed her away from my car. "You take that shit up with Janell not me! I didn't owe you shit!"

"You are just the type she likes. Dumb and complicit. Fuck you! You knew what was going on!" She spat at me and it landed on my chest. Disgusted and irate at this point. I slapped her hard. My hands were shaking and my heart was thumping wildily. What right did she have to attack my property? All I wanted was a civil conversation, like a adults and this bitch decides to lash out like a teenager. Maybe it was me being naive but I expected her to be more mature.

She runs around to the front of my car and starts wailing on the hood. The damage was racking up quickly. She had aimed the claws down so that she could make holes on the hood. It didn't exactly make holes, more like dents but fuck that. I have to pay for this shit.

"How many times huh? How many?" With each question, she slammed the crowbar on to the car. I couldn't even talk, I was so pissed. So I tackled her into the street. We land hard but I knew she got the brunt of the situation. She grabs a handfull of my hair and I start punching her in the ribs. She was screaming like a wild animal. 

"Get off of her!" I felt a pair of strong hands grab my arms. They pull me on to my knees, I was struggling to get loose. I watched Lysette scramble to her feet, whincing and clutching her side. She ran up and kicked me square in the jaw. Then I felt nothing. I saw nothing but darkness. I vaugely heard a barage of voices before I surrendered to the fog of darkness. This bitch had knocked me out.