Chapter 4 #4
“Well, she called me and told me she was taking a few days off. Said she was done with your trifling ass. So I was curious what you did. Personally, she’s probably better off without you.” I taunted him purposely since he wanted to come in here in his feelings.
I didn’t care one way or another if I set him off.
We didn’t fuck with each other. No matter how my relationship had changed with Free.
It still amazed me that they were actually friends since they were nothing alike.
I knew from day one that they weren’t equal men.
Ledge was cocky and so arrogant the shit was sickening.
He thought highly of himself, and he was also intimidating as fuck.
He was tall, with a little muscle, and actually wouldn’t be so bad looking if he wasn’t a damn sociopath.
“You don’t know shit about me or her,” he replied, his jaw full as he began chewing again. “You new to all this. So do yourself a fucking favor and stay out of my shit.”
“You know what I do know… women like consistency and loyalty. You don’t seem to have either of those qualities.
She was forced to work with your side bitch, and somehow she made the best of it.
A lot of bitches would have said fuck it and you.
I bet whatever it is, that bitch Kitana has to do with it.
And she’s nothing but a cum chasing ass ho.
That I am pretty sure of, and I don’t need to get to know her to validate that.
So if the bitch stepped out of line and you didn’t check it, that’s your own fucking fault.
” My words seemed to anger him, he cut his eyes across the counter like knives that were on fire.
“The fuck you know about what a woman wants little girl?” His voice was like a growl, and I straightened up where I stood. “You think because Frequency’s fucking you that gives you a voice around this mothafucka? How we know you ain’t just a cum chasing ho!”
“Knowledge!” That sturdy voice that I had come accustomed to belted through the air.
Frequency held up the doorway with his strong presence. I was still feeling like shit, barely holding myself up at the counter. Something was wrong.
“The fuck is wrong with you?”
“Just calling it how I see it, bruh.” Ledge slid off his stool and faced Frequency.
They squared up and neither backed down. The sight made me anxious, I didn’t know what was going to pop off. The tension in the room thickened.
“Well fuck how you see it. Let me tell you how it is.” Frequency interjected, both his brows dipping.
He inched closer so that he was right in front of Ledge.
“I don’t give a fuck what you or anybody else say. That’s me. If you can’t respect her … we ain’t got shit to talk about.” He explained calmly.
“That’s how it is?” Ledge checked with him.
“A’ight. Just remember one thing, Free. Who’s always there for you when your back is against the wall?
Who’s saved your fucking life ten times out of fucking ten!
Now you want me to take a back seat to a mothafucka that can destroy every fucking thing we built!
I tell you one thing… Kut was right about you.
You make pussy a priority… and that shit always comes back to haunt you. ”
He actually seemed pretty hurt.
“You want to know what the fuck your problem is? You make yourself a priority. You selfish, Ledge. You got kids, and a girl that loves you. I always thought Chevy was the problem, but it’s pretty clear you just another fuck nigga.
Don’t be mad when the next nigga is fucking your bitch and raising your kids. ”
Ledge didn’t respond, instead he glared back at him while breathing through his nose.
He peeked over his shoulder at me and shook his head while facing his friend.
After looking him up and down, he took a few steps around him to go.
Frequency let him exit. When we heard the door close in the front he finally blinked.
Balling his fists, he pressed them both into the countertop and took a couple of deep breaths. He brought his rounded orbs up to mine.
“You a’ight?” He asked.
“Are you?” I asked, struggling to get on the bar stool. “That’s your friend and your relationship with him. And I’m not trying to come between that.” I grumbled, feeling hot suddenly as my chest perspired from the side effect.
Frequency was studying me like he didn’t believe anything that I was telling him. The comfort of his strong hand on my back left me feeling stronger.
“I’ve cut a mothafucka off for less.” Free responded. “Ledge been reckless. Whenever I want to go right, nigga want to go left. Our values ain’t even the same. It’s always been in the cards to come to this.” He bowed his head, seeming regretful.
“If you can fix it, you should.” I assured him, suddenly weak.
“You sure you okay?” He pressed, wrapping his arm around me.
“Yeah. I think I’m just going to lay back down. I’m still a little drained from the rounds we went overnight.” I had to force a smile on my lips and he sloped forward planting a kiss to my cheek.
“A’ight. Go get some rest. I need to work for a minute in my office. Don’t sweat that shit with Ledge. I’ll handle it.” Frequency assured me.