2. Berlin “Drix” King #2
I’d dated Monica, an R so we’d stayed together for a while after that, arguing and getting locked up, until I’d really called shit off. She finished her album and went on a European tour after, so we hadn’t even been in the same country since our breakup.
I didn’t know how I kept ending up in these situations but the last thing I needed was to add someone else to the Jerry Springer level bullshit I’d already dealt with.
That was honestly why I just kept Niecy around.
I’d be damned if I let another woman come into my life and add to the stress I was already dealing with, especially since I couldn’t get rid of Niecy’s ass.
She stuck her lip out and acted like she was about to cry. I let my hand fall from around her neck. I didn’t respond though. If I ignored her, she’d suck it up in a minute or two.
I looked back at Radiant Reverie who were all still standing near us, watching this dumb shit take place in front of them.
“Y’all can go inside.” I nudged my head toward the entrance.
Retta rushed in without giving me a second glance. Charm and Myome stayed where they were.
“The fact you even brought them hoes to my brother’s party is fucking disrespectful!” Niecy reached up and slapped me in the face.
I reached over and put her little ass in a headlock and jerked her in. Her hands immediately went to my arms and she dug her nails in. I leaned down to speak into her ear. Several camera flashes went off.
“Keep yo’ fuckin’ hands to yourself, Niecy. Because if I ever decided to hit you back, you ain’t getting back up.” I tightened my arm around her neck.
I wouldn’t hit Niecy. I was good on hitting any woman but would always yoke her up for hitting on me first. I didn’t initiate violence but wouldn’t let nobody bitch me or beat on me.
“Ay, Drix! What the fuck you doing?” Two hands grabbed the arm I had around Niecy and roughly jerked it from around her.
I was immediately irritated that someone inserted themselves. When I looked though, it was Trapp. I cocked back and rocked that nigga’s jaw. He was about to get an ass whooping for touching me and an ass whooping off the strength of the fact that I couldn’t beat his sister up while she beat on me.
Niecy screamed and security immediately tried to grab me.
I made sure I put my everything into my next swing and Trapp slid to the ground, knocked out cold. I watched him slump and jerked my arm from security. I reached for Niecy when I saw her rushing around her brother.
I didn’t know if it was because she knew I was prepared to snap her neck or if she just wanted to take her frustration on someone she might actually have a chance with but she swung on Myome as soon as she was close enough.
Myome and Charm had both seen Niecy running toward them. Myome had time to shove her purse into Charm’s hand and adjust her stance. As soon as Niecy was close enough, Myome popped her in her nose and fucked her up.
I was immediately hyperaware of all the cameras pointed at me and shoved into my face.
I let Myome get in a few good hits before I walked over and pulled her off Niecy.
By this time a crowd had gathered. Security helped Niecy up and I grabbed Myome’s hand and led her away. She reached back for Charm and all three of us headed inside to the section.
Even though it was Trapp’s party and I’d just laid his ass out, I was good wherever I was and he knew better than to try me a second time. The fact he’d even tried me the first time was wild as fuck honestly.
I collapsed in my original spot, kicked a foot up, and grabbed my discarded bottle.
“You good?” I asked Myome as she looked at her face in her phone’s camera.
“You need to be asking that bitch if she’s good.” She crossed her arms and collapsed onto the couch beside me.
I chuckled because she was right. She’d been fucking Niecy up.
I shook my head but popped my bottle open and took a long sip. I offered it to Myome who took a sip before offering it to Charm who politely declined before wedging herself on the couch beside Myome.
My phone started ringing and before I even took it out of my pocket I knew it wasn’t good.
Chandler, my older sister, manager, and publicist was calling. As a wife and mother of two girls, if she was reaching out this late, it was bullshit. I declined her call.
I’d told her I’d cool it after my most recent arrest but here the fuck I was fighting in public.
I let Myome keep the bottle I’d handed her and grabbed a different one to crack open and drink. I turned my phone off the third time Chandler called.
“Fuck.” Myome looked down at her phone. “Allison is calling!” She nudged Charm.
I knew from all the fucking emails and calls I’d gotten that Allison handled Radiant Reverie’s business. I reached over and snatched Myome’s phone from her hand.
“Don’t answer that shit tonight,” I said.
“Drix—”
I cut her off. “Get bullied tomorrow.” I tossed her phone onto the little table in front of us.
Myome fell back against the couch and nudged me roughly.
“This is your fucking fault,” she grumbled. “Dating that weird bitch.”
“I’m not dating her.” I looked at Myome.
“Well, does she know that?”
“She should.” I took another drink.
Myome rolled her eyes. “Right.”
“Right.”
“Tomorrow is going to be bullshit.” Myome took another drink.
“Yep.”
“Better enjoy our last night of freedom,” Myome scoffed and took another drink.
“Why the fuck y’all over here looking like y’all just saw somebody die?” Alan asked as he walked over to us.
“Bullshit,” I said simply.
He chuckled and dug into his pocket.
“Well, look. I’m not usually one to share, but since it’s a special occasion and you never indulge…” He stuck his hand out, showing me three pills. “One for each of y’all.”
“I ain’t popping no mothafuckin’ pill.”
“Whatever. This is just something to take the edge off. Even lil Rome took one.” He wagged his eyebrows. “Here you go, baby.” He pushed one into Myome and Charm’s hands then held the last one toward me. “Don’t be a bitch, Drix.”
“Fuck you.” I took the pill from his hand. “Get the fuck on.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Alan waved me off but didn’t leave. Instead he maneuvered closer to Charm and started trying to spit game.
“Are you taking that?” Myome asked. “I mean, do you know what it is?”
“Nah, but Alan ain’t trying to poison you. His ass know better.”
“Okay.” Myome looked down at the pill in her hand. Her eyes darted toward her lit phone then back to the pill.
Whatever Alan said to Charm had her giggling and she took her pill and washed it down with his beer.
Myome, who’d watched, took hers after.
I took mine, following her.
I washed it down with my liquor and got comfortable in my seat.
Less than an hour passed before I blacked out. When I came to, I was comfortably in my bed.
My eyes burned when I opened them. I had a splintering headache and reached for my phone immediately.
I had seventeen missed calls from Chandler and eight text messages. I opened it and saw that the last three were just: 911. 911. 911.
The message before that was a video so I tapped it and my eyes clenched from how loud it was.
I took a moment before restarting it.
It was me. I was obviously fucked up, laughing as I stared at the camera.
“Ay, Ay, Ay, look.” I jerked a hand and Myome came into frame. “Y’all know what the fuck it is. Y’all see that shit.” I crossed one of my arms over my chest and spun Myome in a circle with the other. “Show ’em that shit, wifey.”
Myome stuck her hand out. She had a fucking wedding ring on as she wiggled her fingers.
“Yeah! Mrs. King to you bitches.” Myome stuck her tongue out.
I put a hand to the back of her neck and bent her over and she started twerking. I put my arms behind my head and stupid ass Rome came into frame holding me up while she danced on me.
The camera cut and I groaned before I dialed Chandler.
“Yo.”
“You got fucking married?!” she screamed immediately. “And you blasted it all over your socials! Are you fucking insane, Berlin?”
“Ay, man. Come on with all that hollering. My head’s already fucked up.”
“Who the fuck is that woman?”
I jolted when my bed shifted and jerked around to find Myome in the fucking flesh.
“Myome?” I said out of pure shock.
“Myome?” Chandler repeated. “Who is Myome?”
I hung up without responding and sat up immediately.
What the fuck?