Payback Is A Mutha. Wahida Clark
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the look on Shadee’s face they knew that now was not the time for “I told you so’s.” Snapping out of his silent rage he asked, “Where’s that nigga Rob’s stash house?”
Hook began singing like a canary. “At his mom’s. In the hallway there’s a small door inside the linen closet. It’s yours man, just let me go.”
“C’mon y’all. Slice that nigga up!” Shadee ordered.
5
SHAN
“Oh, now I can’t touch you?” Briggen grabbed Shan and gave her a big bear hug. He whispered in her ear, “Why are you treating me like this? I swear I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”
“I don’t know you. Who are you?” She was trying to squirm out from between his arms.
“You don’t know me?” he asked, surprised. “I could have sworn I heard you calling my name when I was lickin’ on this juicy pussy.”
“Nigga, please! What is your name? Is it Briggen or is it Calvin? I should have at least known who it was that I was allowing to lick my pussy!”
“Why are you so pissed about a name? Damn girl. My name is Calvin. My nickname is Briggen. That’s what my friends call me.”
“What about the other women who you fuck? Who are you to them? What do they call you?”
“When I was bangin’ you I wasn’t thinking about other women. I was only concerned with you, so other women shouldn’t matter.”
“Nigga fuck you!” she spat.
“Damn girl. All you doing is turning me on with this attitude of yours.” Along with the smell of her hair, skin, and the warmth of her body. “A’ight look. I prefer that you call me Calvin. When I’m with you that’s who I am. I didn’t want Briggen to scare you away. You appear to be a good girl.”
She laughed even though she was pissed. “That’s a good one. You know what? Y’all niggas ain’t shit! Now let me go!” She punched him in his chest. “Big liar! That’s who you are to me.”
“A’ight. I deserve that, but I’m not letting you go until we talk.”
“Talk about what? What is there to talk about? You got what you wanted. Talk!” She was practically screaming. “You wasn’t trying to talk when I was paging you. You never even answered your cell phone. Talk? You didn’t even call to say that I was a good piece of ass, let’s do that again! Nigga, please! We don’t have shit to talk about! Now let me go!”
“Are you going to at least let me apologize?”
“Let me go liar.” She tried to squirm away.
“I’m not letting you go until you at least hear me out. I had to go out of town for some important business. And then as soon as I got back, I had to turn right back around and head back out that same night. You were on my mind, but business comes first. And that’s not a lie. You think I was wrong for not telling you about Briggen but on the real, I like to see how women will act with Calvin. Most bitches are just tryna get paid. I apologize. Can we move on and you give me another chance?”
“Another chance? Why do you want another chance with me? Don’t you have about three or four steady bitches? You probably got a wife! Or are you ready to lie about that too? Liar!”
“Where are you getting all this misinformation from?”
“I see you didn’t answer me liar! Just let me go.”
“Not until you talk to me.”
“We’re done talking,” she snapped.
“We haven’t talked enough. I understand you’re mad, but why don’t you have a seat over there in the VIP section. Let me holla at my boy and I’ll be there in ten minutes. A’ight? Can I at least get that? I like you Shan, and I wanna make it up to you.”
“I’m ready to go now.” She heard Brianna clear her throat and then felt her tapping her shoulder. Brianna was ear hustling on their entire conversation and didn’t miss a word.
“Hi, I’m here with my girl Shan. My name is Brianna. Can we get a bottle of Moet while she’s sitting over there waiting on you? The night is still young and plus I’m waiting on someone.” She flashed a seductive grin.
“Anything your girl here wants is on the house.” He squeezed her ass while enjoying the feel of the soft butter leather. “Shan, you looking good baby. Can you please wait ten minutes for me? Plus, your girl is thirsty.” He said thirsty meaning a greedy gold diggin’ bitch.
“Let me go.”
“Ten minutes. Ten minutes?” He pleaded. When he heard her suck her teeth he turned her loose but then grabbed her hand, pleased that he got his way. “Let me take y’all over there.”
As they walked through the club, anybody who was somebody was checking out who was in Briggen’s company. Shan felt like a fool for not knowing who he was and disliked the attention, but Brianna was loving every minute of it. Shan made a mental note of the pack of rats moving across the room. They were grillin’ her and Brianna so hard, she was sure that if looks could kill, she and Brianna would be dead and stinking. Shan pouted as Briggen led them to a table in the VIP section. She was caught by surprise when her feet sunk into the thick red carpet. Mirrors and candles were everywhere.
He looked into Shan’s eyes. “You gonna wait here for me, right?”
“Ten minutes.”
Just as the rat pack reached their table, Sharia spoke up. “Who the fuck is that hoe?” she said to her crew.
“Who?” her sister Demetria asked.
“That bitch with Briggen over at the VIP section, that’s who!” Sharia snapped. Sharia was one of Briggen’s girls.
All four pairs of eyes turned towards the VIP table that was now getting served a bottle of Moet and a bottle of White Zinfandel because Briggen knew that was what Shan liked to drink. Both bottles were sitting on a bucket of ice. When they saw Shan cross her arms and roll her eyes at Briggen, it was on.
“Who is that hoe?” Vicki asked as she snapped her neck and rolled her eyes. Vicki was Sharia’s overprotective best friend.
“The bitch obviously got an attitude with him about something,” Sharia said.
“Better you than me,” Demetria added, pouring salt on an open wound while hatin’.
“I’ve seen that other hoe somewhere, but I can’t place her,” Nay Nay added.
Mad as that hoe is they done fucked, Sharia told herself. But knew she better not even think about confronting Briggen’s crazy ass in public. “I’m so tired of this shit,” she said to Demetria.
“You obviously ain’t too tired, you’re still with him.” Demetria rolled her eyes at her sister. “And you know not to get me started. And don’t you start no shit, either! See, look. He’s gone.”
“Bitch, you know he’s coming back. That’s why her hoe ass is sitting with her arms crossed. And look at her gold diggin’ friend, guzzlin’ down the free drinks.”
“Aww, hell naw! Stop the motherfuckin’ presses! Look who just sat down next to her friend!” Vicki practically jumped off her stool. “Where them hoes from?” She was getting mad jealous as Skye moved in close to Brianna.
“I believe y’all bitches are gonna make tonight very interesting,” Demetria said. “Now pass me the dro and gimme a light!”
“Were you anxiously waiting for me to come and find you?” Skye asked Brianna as he moved his chair closer to hers.
“Waiting? Yes. Anxious? No.” Brianna coolly answered. “Let me introduce you to my girl Shan. Shan this is Skye.