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“Alright, I’ll tell her. Love you, too.” I ended the call and made my way over to Lourdes.
“I heard everything she said, so you can keep the lecture. Ion know why she thinks I’ma listen to you or anybody else about this. My mind is made up. That bitch Nalyssa is cut off.”
“Damn,” I was amazed. Her hearing was impeccable because I hadn’t heard a thing her mama was saying before I got the phone. “But say, I ain’t tryna preach to you about shit. If you want to cut ole girl off, then cool. What’s this shit about your ex though? You that mad over him?”
She smacked her teeth while rolling her eyes. “No, and I’m getting irritated because I know that’s about to be the narrative that’s painted. That ain’t even what all this is about though.”
“Let me guess…it’s about the disrespect?” I asked sarcastically. Every time women argued over dick they claimed it was about the disrespect of it all.
“Armias, if I was gon’ fuss over a man then I’d be arguing with Nazaria over you. Trust and believe it has nothing to do with Kenny. When I first saw Kayla’s maternity pictures I laughed and liked the post. The argument didn’t start until she tagged me under the post questioning me like I’m a flunky.” Her accent got thicker the more she talked and became visibly heated. Seeing her in this state made my dick harder.
“She tagged you out of no where?”
“Yes! As a matter of fact, let me show you.” In a few seconds she pulled up the post in question. After reading the entire interaction, I had to put my bias to the side and agree with her. I didn’t like that all this discourse was being caused because of her ex, but Nalyssa and her friend had taken it to another place. I didn’t blame Lourdes for going there with them.
“Yea…you do right to cut your cousin off. I wouldn’t even know this was your cousin by the way she’s coming at you,” I said while handing her phone back to her. “And why is she trying to insinuate that I’m not involved with your pregnancy? She knows that’s not true.”
I’d been to Granny’s house with Lourdes countless times over the past two months and Nalyssa would be over there sometimes.
“She’s a delusional ass liar! She must think that I can’t post you or say your name because she’s under the impression that you have a girlfriend.”
“Yea, I noticed that she said my bitch is always posting me,” I shook my head. “People gon’ learn one day that social media is not a real place…wait, is this the reason why you told me I could post our pictures? You tryna prove a point to these hoes?”
“Yup, so go ahead and post it. What are you waiting for?”
“Mannn,” I laughed while shaking my head. “Fuck them miserable bitches, we know the truth.”
“Armias, you were going to post it anyway.”
“And I still am. I just don’t like the idea of being used.”
“Oh nigga, please,” she groaned. “Ain’t nobody using you.”
“You sure? Cause now I’m thinking this the only reason you gave me your approval to post. Had this situation with your cousin not happened you would’ve given me a hard time, huh? And don’t lie.”
She rolled her eyes. “I mean, I don’t see why it matters. At the end of the day you was gon’ do what you wanted.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. I asked for your permission for a reason. If you felt strongly about me not posting for whatever reason then I wouldn’t have.”
“If that’s what you say, Armias.”
“So you not gon’ answer my question?”
“Nope.”
“Bet. I ain’t posting shit.”
“What?” She snarled.
“You heard me,” I forced myself to hold back laughter as she squinted at me evilly.
“Then get the fuck out my house.”
“You gon’ send me and Zee out in the storm?”
“Zee can stay, but you can get the fuck. I don’t know why you came in here with a bag anyway like you’re spending the night.”
“If I leave then Zee is coming with me and if something happens to us then it’s gon’ be on you.”
