Page 137 of Save Room for Us

I shook my head to tell him he was wrong, though I knew he was right.

“So you don’t have any feelings for me anymore?”

“No.” He shook his head.

“Even after all this time, you’re happy with her?”

“Very much so.”

“You haven’t even asked about my life, Chianti.”

“Because I don’t care, Nori. You wanna build something with Asif. Long as he okay with the shit, then cool. Butwenot about to be cool. My wife wouldn’t be comfortable with the shit, and frankly, I don’t desire to have any type of relationship with you. You came through here like a fucking hurricane, spewing shit that’s causing a rift between me and my fucking kid, all because you a jealous ass person. And I don’t want jealous muthafuckas in my life.”

I wanted to ask about the rift he mentioned but decided against it. It kind of made me happy though. I would love for Asif to hate his father the way he hated me.

“You know what, fuck you!” I barked just as I heard a car drive up.

When I turned around, I saw Lisara climbing out, anger written all over her face.

“I’m so happy I forgot my wallet. I knew your ass would come back by here.” She started toward me.

“Lis!” Prime gripped her quickly before she could touch me.

“I see you’re still that same ghetto bitch you’ve always been, Lisara Murray. Money couldn’t change that, huh?” Seeing Prime had a good grip on her, I said, “Don’t worry. I already fucked him before you could get back here.”

I turned to switch off, putting an extra oomph in my step, just before a dizzying blow was delivered to the back of my head. Upon turning around, I spotted Lisara, realizing Prime’s ass let her go, and the fight began.

“Get her, Mommy!” Banks shouted out the window of the truck.

It was right then I decided I didn’t like that little bitch either as I fought for my life. Fighting Lisara in that hotel parking lot almost twenty years ago was a struggle, but going toe to toe with her ass as an elderly woman was life threatening.

After too many hits to the side of my face, mouth, and nose, I was finally given relief when I heard Prime say, “Aight. That’s enough, baby.”

“It’s LisaraSt. Thomas,bitch,” she just had to say.

“You snuck me you, ugly bitch!” I barked, head throbbing. I was expecting to see Mario coins all over the driveway with how hard she was hammering my head.

“Don’t talk shit and turn your back, ugly bitch!” Lisara shouted.

“My mama is beautiful, ho!” Banks barked.

“Banks!” Prime growled, making her recede back into the car with a scared expression.

“Sorry, Daddy.”

“You’ll be pregnant soon, just like your mama was at your age,ho!” I shouted to Banks and darted off, already knowing Lisara was gonna get loose from Prime and try me.

When I got to the gate, I remembered I’d driven through, and my car was back up the hill. Not only that, I couldn’t get out.I felt like a star in a slasher film as I slowly turned around to see Lisara on my ass, delivering several hard blows to me while yanking on my hair as I tried to wiggle from her. Had I known I wasn’t able to get out, I wouldn’t have made the comment about Banks, because this bitch was mad. I could tell by how hard and intentional the hits were.

I did my best, though, swinging back on her, but it did nothing because all I hit was air mainly. A few times, I felt my punches land somewhere, though I wasn’t sure of the exact location because my eyes were closed, but they weren’t hard enough to deter Lisara.

Again, Prime saved me, and I couldn’t be more thankful as I palmed my throbbing scalp with one hand and my bleeding mouth with the other.

“Ugly!” I heard Banks yell just before her father chided her again, to which she apologized yet again in that whiny only-for-my-daddy voice, and he fell for it.

I hadn’t been around the father daughter duo long, but it was clear Prime had a soft spot for his only girl.

“I just wanna get my car.” I winced, raising my hand to point behind Prime who was still holding Lisara.

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