Chapter 185
He stroked his goatee. “Look, whatever you say, girl. Just come to the car.”
“Yeah, okay,” I grumbled, as I waddled of the porch, holding my back all the way.
“Damn, that belly is huge,” Soya laughed.
I gave her the finger, as I stepped over to the Rolls-Royce, and dropped down into the passenger’s seat. Face remained on the porch for about a minute longer, saying something to everybody, before he jogged back to the car. He then hopped in, and immediately pulled away from the curb.
“I thought I told you that I wasn’t leaving?” I fussed.
“And as you can see, Ion give a fuck what you said. You finna carry your ass home. Somebody will come pick your truck up later.”
“I wasn’t done hanging out.”
“Oh, yeah the fuck you was.” He nodded.
My lashes fluttered. “Nigga, I am grown, in case you forgot.” “You carrying two babies in your womb too, in case you forgot
that. And the last place you need to be is in the hood, sitting on the porch with a broad you literally had a fight with.”
I sighed. “I keep telling you that me and Chell squashed all the bullshit.”
“I wouldn’t give a fuck what was squashed. Keep her out of your personal space. The company you keep matters, lil’ mama. Wake up.” “Yeah, whatever,” I grumbled, deciding not to go back and
forth about something that really wasn’t that important to me. “Plus, you was a sitting duck over there. I literally just got the
call that your brother done got into it with a young, reckless nigga. Now, niggas is swearing that bullets is finna fly. And there you was, sitting outside, like that lil’ nigga wouldn’t touch you too.”
“QT would never let that fly.”