I shook my head, not wanting to be in the same room as her. "You can stay here if you want, but I'm going home." I felt smoke coming from my ears as I marched out of the place.
I had no clue if A'Mylo would follow me or not, but at that moment, I didn't care. Why couldn't he see I didn't want to be in the same room as that girl? All of their friends were there, and I was just an outsider. Who knew what she'd tell someone about me? Not that I gave a damn, but still.
I shivered from the chilly weather that wrapped around me like a blanket. Even with the coat I had on, the cold weather still had my teeth chattering. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms through my coat, knowing it didn't help. I didn't know how long I stood out here until A'Mylo finally came out with his keys in his hands.
"Let's go," he growled. Mylo didn't wait for me as he strode through the parking lot, looking for his car.
I had a hard time keeping up with him, but as long as I saw that white shirt, I was following behind him. By the time I made it to the car, he was holding the door open for me. Saying nothing to him, I got in and fastened my seatbelt.
I hated that my night was ruined, though. All it took was for me to see Nya, and my mood turned sour. That was how much I disliked that woman.
"What the hell, Lee?" he asked, glancing over at me. "How are you going to leave me at the party like that?"
I forged innocence. "What? I told you I didn't feel comfortable staying. You can go back to the party if you want, but I don't want to be there." I pulled my cell phone out of my purse to check the time. It was still so early.
"How the hell would that look for me showing back up at the party without you? You sure you don't want to stay?"
I shook my head, knowing I didn't. "I don't. You can just take me home."
I stared out of the window, not saying anything to him. A part of me felt like A'Mylo didn't care since he wanted to be with his friends, but I'd be uncomfortable. I didn't know how I'd get him to understand that.
Since that disagreementbetween Leighton and me, we have seen little of each other. It was more so because she didn't want to talk. I felt like she distanced herself from me, and I didn't like that. She had me fucked up with that one. It was all good until I was horny and needed to be buried deep inside of her. I tried giving her space, but I was lonely without her. It had been hard for me to fix this between us. I had to sit Nya and Leighton down and explain some things to them. It was time to do that. Leighton was going to be in my life, and I wanted her and my daughter to have a relationship. Nya could be a spiteful person and keep my child from me because I was in a relationship with Leighton, but that wasn't about to happen.
"Damn, man. What did the floor do to you?" BJ yelled from behind me.
Before I could put the hammer to the nail again, I stopped midway, threw the hammer on the floor, and turned to see BJ and Malachi. They stood in the middle of the bedroom, where I had laid the carpet.
I stood up, dusting off my clothes. "What the hell are y'all doing here?"
They shrugged.
"We saw your brother ordering wings from Dunk's, and he told us where you were. What the hell happened to you two nights ago? You were at the party, but then you disappeared," Malachi mentioned.
I scoffed with a shake of my head. "Y'all don't want to know. I went home and got drunk."
"Your girl pissed you off that bad, you couldn't stay?" BJ asked.
I knew if I didn't tell them what happened, they would keep asking questions.
"Nah, Leighton saw Nya there and didn't feel comfortable staying. I tried telling her that Nya being there wouldn't matter since we'd be on the other side of the party, but she wasn't trying to hear that. I could've come back, but that would've looked strange," I explained.
"Yeah, it would. What do you plan to do about it? Are you and your girl not talking or something? Is that why you're beating the floor with the hammer?" BJ asked, pointing to the floor.
I mugged him. "Man, shut the hell up. We're talking, but not like that. Leighton's ass can be stubborn."
BJ grunted. "I wonder where she gets that from. You can be stubborn, too. I know you're going to hate to hear me say this, but Leighton had every right to feel the way she did, especially since you told us about Nya confronting her at her job. Then westill don't know how the hell Nya knows where she works, or better yet, her full name."
He had a point. Damn, I hated when he was right. BJ could act like a clown sometimes, but when he started dropping facts, it was best to listen to him.
"Man, this shit is hard, though. I never had to deal with this," I admitted.
"It's your first relationship since you and Nya broke up. Of course, you're not used to it. It seems like you were doing okay until now..." Malachi butted in.
I glared at him. "I'm still doing good. We're going to get over this. It's probably just a test or something."
BJ leaned forward with his finger behind his left ear. "How do you think you're doing? Are you passing or failing?"
I grunted. "Man, I have a high C."