Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

Quantavius 69

We sat in Jace's room just staring at each other, the anger I was feeling couldn't be put into a coherent thought, let alone words; I was over it, and right now all we were doing was prolonging the inevitable. There was so much going on that I just..... and then finding out the news about Brittany Hills was just the cherry on top of a steaming pile of....... they were having a heated debate downstairs about how to handle Mrs. Grant. If you were to ask me, the answer was quite simple, make that bitch have an unfortunate accident, hell I've read some conspiracy theories about the people who have crossed Devin's family and how they all died in mysterious ways.... like the nigga they accidentally cremated. I looked at Jace and my anger started to boil all over again, there was no way for him to talk himself out of this shyt; I was mad at him, I was mad at my brothers for setting this whole shyt up, and I was mad at myself for thinking I could trust this nigga KNOWING what kind of dude he was from the jump. I honestly didn't think I was ready for this conversation, maybe it should wait until after I did my homework because I knew I wouldn't be able to focus after we finished talking.

"I find it hilarious that you're sitting there with an attitude when I'm the one who should be pissed." I said as Jace sat there with his arm crossed and a scowl on his face. "So I'll give you a chance to explain your side of the story before I go off."

"You.... go off on.... me?" Jace asked like I was talking gibberish. "Tay you know damn well you won't go off, you'll have an attitude, say some weak ass lines, then go to your mom's house for the night to calm down. We both know you are not about that life, besides I have nothing to apologize for." Jace said defiantly.

"Oh, so you texting another nigga ain't nothing for you to apologize for? You letting that nigga send you dick and ass pics and videos ain't nothing for you to apologize? You basically sexting that nigga ain't nothing for you to apologize for?" I asked clenching my fist.

"I was just playing with that boy.... I'm a flirt Tay, you knew that when you got with me. I like free weed, so if I gotta send a couple of freaky text to help that nigga get his rocks off so I don't have to spend my hard-earned coin then I'll do just that..... it's not like I'm cheating." Jace said waving me off dismissively.

"Aight, let me hit up one of the many niggas that have been trying to get with me knowing that we're together, let me send these niggas pics of my dick and tell them all the freaky shyt I'm capable of and see how you like it." I said challenging him.

"I will fuck you and whatever lil thottie you text up and you know that Tay, so don't fuckin play with me." Jace said his eyes burning with anger.

"OH, SO IT'S COO IF YOU DO IT BUT THE SECOND I EVEN ENTERTAIN THE IDEA OF DOING MY OWN BRAND OF FLIRTING IT'S A FUCKIN PROBLEM!!?!?!??!?!? DO YOU NOT SEE HOW HYPOCRITICAL THAT SHYT IS?!?!??!?!?!?" I yelled jumping up.

"WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE THIS?!?!?!? THAT SHYT WAS FUCKIN HARMLESS!!!!!" Jace yelled jumping up as well.

"OH MY GOD, YOU ARE SO FUCKIN CLUELESS!!! YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT YOU SEE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG WITH WHAT YOU'RE DOING?!?!?!?! Like this shyt is almost comical at this point." I said shaking my head.

"You are really blowing this shyt way out of proportion Tay. I didn't do shyt, it's not like I fucked that nigga... we texted, talked on the phone a few times.... you knew all this about me when we got together; I'm selfish, I'll drag a bitch in a heartbeat, and I'll flirt to get what the fuck I want so what's changed because I haven't." Jace said stubbornly.

"AND THAT'S THE FUCKIN POINT JACE!!!! THIS IS THE SECOND TIME YOU'VE DONE THIS BULLSHYT, FIRST WITH THAT NIGGA KAMERON AND NOW WITH A NIGGA THAT HANGS AROUND MY FUCKIN BROTHER!!!! DO YOU NOT SEE THE ISSUE!!!" I yelled punching the wall.