Chapter 4
Chapter Four
TREY
Jill was a dumb ass bitch if she thought I was here for her.
Summer was the only reason I was in this bed holding Jill like she was the love of my life.
I had unfinished business with Summer. It took me years to realize I fucked up the best thing that happened to me.
I was a nigga, and I was weak for women at one point in my life, but now, I was trying to right my wrongs.
When I broke up with her, I was in the middle of having the time of my life.
All we did was argue about the girls I was caught with, and the shit was really putting a damper on my mood.
I dumped her ass through text and told her to get all her shit out of my apartment.
I didn’t think she was going to do it, but when I made it home a few days later, she was gone.
I ended up getting one of the chicks pregnant and tried to stick it out with her, but she could never amount to shit.
She was a sorry ass bitch that I slipped and got pregnant, but she lost it, and I hauled ass and came back home.
When I met Jill at the club, she never mentioned a damn roommate.
I damn sure wouldn’t be fucking with Jill if I would’ve found Summer first. The last I heard, her ass was dating some nigga, but nobody ever really saw her out like she used to be back in the day.
I got out of bed before Jill woke up and started questioning myself.
I headed home and planned how I was going to get my damn girl back.
Summer was the ghetto girl that everyone needed.
Now that she was doing her thing, I had to have her.
She would complete what I needed. As I pulled up to my place, I rolled my eyes at my sister pulling up right beside me.
“Why you acting like you’re not happy to see me?”
“I’m not! I wish my daddy had made your mama swallow your ass.”
“Actually, I’m the one that should be mad. I’m older than you by two years.”
“But he was married to my mama when he slept with yours. I don’t give a fuck who the oldest.” I pushed her out of the way by opening my door. “Why are you at my shit?”
“I was coming to talk to you about Daddy’s surprise birthday party next weekend. I really need your help because I have my own party coming up in two weeks at my club that I really need to focus on.”
“I’m busy.”
“You can’t be that damn busy that you can’t take some time out to help surprise our damn daddy.”
Pinkie heels clicked on the pavement as she followed behind me to my apartment.
We had a strained relationship, and I’m not sure why she was running her ass to me for help.
I hadn’t said shit to my pops since I found out about all the fucking kids he had on my mama.
I stuck my keycard to the door and let myself in with her behind me.
“This is nice as hell. Should’ve known you had a little taste.”
“What the fuck do you want, Pinkie?”
She dug in her purse and pulled out a notebook and a pen. She then took a seat and stared at me until I sat my ass down.
“I know shit between him and your mom ain’t the best, but I think inviting her would make him happy. He misses her. This is the list, and all I need you to do is get in touch with the people and give them the address, time, and date of the party. Can you do that? It ain’t like you doing shit else.”
“You don’t know what the fuck I got going on. I’ll talk to my mama, but I doubt she wants to be around his hoe ass. What you got the rest of your siblings doing?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just make sure you handle that within the next few days. I want this to be perfect. He will only turn fifty once.”
She gathered her stuff and walked out. I threw the whole list on my table and went to take a shower. I didn’t give a fuck about the nigga or his birthday. He was foul and he knew it. I’m sure this whole idea was his and she was making it seem like it was a surprise, but it wasn’t.
My phone started ringing before I could get in the shower.
Jill’s name flashed across the screen, but I didn’t feel like talking to her at the moment.
I was too busy trying to figure out how to break it off with her so I could pursue Summer.
She had her man and everything, but if I pleaded enough, she would fall weak.
Last night was about to open up so many memories for both of us until Jill fucked it up.
After I got out of the shower, with the water still dripping, I dialed Jill’s number so I could end this shit with her.