Page 42 of Ony If It’s You
My fist connected to his mouth sending him crashing into the dresser behind him. A mirror was sitting on top of it, so upon contact it fell and shattered all over the floor.
Dominique rushed into the room, followed by my pops’ hoes, and looked around before locking eyes with me.
“Fuck is going on?”
Ms. Phyllis was holding onto my arm, so I roughly snatched away from her and stormed out, grabbing my bag along the way. My cousin surfaced shortly after that with Ms. Phyllis on his tail.
“Javyous, please, let me explain,” she pleaded.
“You had ample amount of time to do that shit, but you didn’t so don’t try to fucking do that now. Let’s go, Dominique.”
“Please, Javyous.”
“Dominique,” I spat, ignoring her.
Finally he popped the locks to the door, so I snatched it opened and climbed inside.
Once he got in, he started the car and backed out of the driveway.
My mother stood in the driveway watching the car, crying, but I ain’t have no fucks to give.
I needed her ass, a lot, and she basically brushed me the fuck off playing me like she was just my father’s girl.
“What happened, nigga?” Nique asked just as my phone vibrated.
PrettyOnPurpose: you can either come to my house now or I’m sending this video to anyone who would want it.
That was a message from Zoey’s looney ass.
Clicking on the attachment, a video appeared and started to play.
It was a video of Kehlani and I fucking at my old spot the night that I’d moved out.
I knew I had heard some shit outside of the window, but I definitely didn’t expect for her to be watching and recording us.
I wanted to reply and tell her to do what the fuck she felt like she needed to do, but I couldn’t.
I had way too many deals going on and I knew my girl wouldn’t be cool with it.
It was a nice ass video too. Under different circumstances I would have sent the shit to Lani and told her let’s reenact the shit, but I was cold on her right now too.
“Run me to Zoey’s spot,” I finally said.
“Nigga, what?” Dominique frowned.
“You heard me.”
He shook his head. “I don’t think that’s the move. You tight right now.”
“Good fucking thing I don’t pay yo’ ass to think. Go.”
Sighing, he shook his head, but went in the direction of her crib.
She didn’t stay too far from my pops, so it didn’t take us too long to get there.
As soon as the car stopped, I hopped out and took quick steps to her door.
I beat on the shit like I was the police until she pulled it open.
Her eyes lit up when she saw me and she tried to hug me, but I caught her arms and stepped inside, shutting the door behind me.
“Who the fuck you think you threatening?” I barked, backing her into the wall.
“I-I wa-wasn’t,” she stuttered. “I just—thank you for coming.”
Sucking my teeth, I stepped back, putting some space between us.
“What the fuck you keep blowing me up for? I’ve already told you what it was with us.”
“Yeah, I know, but I figured you wanted to see this.”
She had this crazy, deranged ass smile on her face before she ran off.
I finally took the time to look around her space and I was disgusted.
There was old ass food and trash all over the place.
I’d never witnessed Zoey on no nasty shit.
At my spot or when I was rocking with her, she was put together and clean. This shit here was ridiculous.
She surfaced again holding a towel in her hands and I noticed how much of a mess that she was too. I was too busy blanking about the message that she’d sent me when I first got to her crib, but now I frowned up in disgust.
“What is this? And why the fuck you looking how you are?” My face was twisted up as I watched her nervously shift. Breaking eye contact with her, I looked down and opened the towel before throwing it to the floor and jumping back. “Fuck is this shit?” I barked.
“Our baby,” her crazy ass responded.
“Our baby?” I spat. “We don’t have no mothafuckin’ baby!”
“We would have.” She bent to pick up the towel. When she came toward me with it, I knocked her hand away roughly. “Don’t put that shit near me again, Zoey, I’m not fucking around with you.”
“Why are you being like this?” she cried. “Were you like this with her when she said she was having your baby?”
Kehlani had made a post on Instagram announcing her pregnancy after our initial doctor’s appointment and I was sure that she stalked my girl’s shit so she saw.
“Naw because she really is carrying our baby and I want her to be. She’s my wife.”
“So!” she barked and stomped her foot. My eyes were on the towel that she’d thrown down making sure it didn’t get anywhere near me. “I was with you for years. Why wouldn’t you be happy about ours?”
“We fucked for years, Zoey, nothing was exclusive about us.”
Tears were cascading down her face as she watched me. She just stood there crying for a moment before we heard loud knocks on the door.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
At first I thought I thought it may have been my cousin, but that thought quickly disappeared when I heard, “Police, open up!”
“Police?” I frowned looking between her and the door. “Fuck is going on?”
“I’m sorry,” she cried just as the door opened. “I had to.”
“You had to what?” I spat. “Ay, what the fuck is you doing?” I barked at the officer that grabbed me roughly.
“You’re under arrest for the assault of Zoey Samuels, stop resisting,” he said as we wrestled around.
“Bro, I ain’t touched this bitch!” I argued. “Ahhh, shit, Zoey, you better tell these mothafuckas!”
She was sobbing now, really selling this shit to these people, meanwhile the cop was damn near trying to break my shit.
Dominique appeared in the doorway. “Cuz, what the fuck?”
“Man, call our lawyer, they on some bullshit.”
“Baby.” Zoey rushed over to me when they started walking me out. “I’m sorry.”
“You touch me, I’m gon’ beat yo’ ass with these mothafuckin’ cuffs on. Give these mothafuckas a real reason to take me to jail,” I threatened. I wasn’t exactly in an ideal position to be threatening her but fuck that, she had me hot as fish grease.
The fat ass officer roughly shoved me out the door toward his squad car. Once I was in the back I let my head rest on the seat as I thought about all of the shit that had happened to me today.
Damn! When it rains, it fucking pours.