Page 30 of All The Smoke
“Gon’ head ’bout ya business, Brianna.”
She smirked and propped her hands on her hips. “You know I’m right.”
“If you need to tell yaself that bullshit to sleep better at night, then by all means do that, baby. You know the real though.”
I took off in the direction of the pool slide the kids were at because it was taking their little asses too long to come back and she jogged to keep up with me.
“You know I’m right,” Bri continued. “I see how you always look at me, how mad you get when you hear about the things I do. You still want to be with me, Smoke.”
Nini and Solo were walking toward me by the time I made it to them so I pointed toward concessions so I could get them food and get away from where the majority of people were in earshot because I was really about to bless this bitch. I told her ass to leave me the fuck alone but she kept on. Digging into my pockets, I produced a fifty dollar bill and handed it to Nini before directing them to go grab food. When they were a good distance off, I turned toward Bri and eliminated the space between us so the few folks in earshot couldn’t hear me.
“Bitch, you think I’m in the mood to be playing with you?” I growled in her face. “You got ya goofy ass down here in next to nothing in front of all these mothafuckin’ people, embarrassing the fuck out of me and your mothafuckin’ kids and you got the nerve to think I want you or give a fuck what you doing with that tainted ass pussy?”
“Smoke, I?—”
“Look around us, Brianna.” I tossed one of my hands out. “We’re at a fucking waterpark for kids, not a city girls trip in Miami with ya homegirls.”
“But—”
I cut her off. “I told you to take your mothafuckin’ ass on, you keep trying me, bro. You even muttering the words ‘you want me’got me ready to forget you a woman and kick your mothafuckin’ ass, for real. You don’t have self-respect or morals nor do you respect ya children and you got the nerve to think I’m pressed for you? Be real with yaself. I could never wife a bitch that literally showed her entire ass to the world for a few dollars, Brianna. I don’t know if you do all this shit to get my attention or what, but I can guarantee that not only are you going about the shit all wrong; you wasting ya time. I don’t want you now and I never will again. Get that shit through your head and get right before you get ya shit cracked,” I warned. “I’m not above paying some bitches from the block to beat yo’ ass, bro.”
I left her standing there and headed in the direction of the table the kids were now seated at but froze when she shouted at my back, “Fuck you, Smoke! You saying all that shit but it damn sure didn’t stop your homeboy from testing these waters, nigga! And he love it here too!”
My homeboy?
Bino?
Scoot?
Naw.I shook my head and continued my stride.Never.
“You gon’start the game or what?” Bino asked, jarring me from my thoughts.
“Yeah, my fault,” I said, grabbing my controller and hitting the button in the center to bring my console to life. While it powered up, I grabbed the blunt I’d rolled and sparked it.
“Fuck wrong with you anyway, bro?” Bino quizzed. “Yo’ ass been acting off since you got back from the mountains.”
I took a long pull from my blunt and slowly released the smoke before answering. I wanted to forget the bitch had even said the shit because I knew Bri did and said shit to piss me off and get under my skin, but I couldn’t shake the shit. Outside of Noah, Bino and Scoot were my family. I would lay my life down for both of them niggas and I loved them like my mother birthed them. So thinking one of them slimed me out had me in a fucked up mood.
“Bri, man.” I sighed. “She be doing shit that really be having me ready to body her ass but I can’t because it’s Solo’s mama and shit.”
“Ah hell,” Scoot groaned. “What the fuck she do now?”
The game was all the way on now and we had selected our teams so I passed him the blunt so I could beat Bino’s ass. Nigga thought he was the king of 2k so we put some bread up because I told him I was gon’ wax his ass.
“When we was at the waterpark she was pressing me like she always do, about us all not having matching trunks and shit, then asking about the party y’all had at the spot in Crescent Pointe; you know the usual stupid shit she be on.” I shook my head. “But I was stiff on her and shit because I promised my brother I’d chill on her, then the bitch came down in this revealing ass bathing suit, showing all her shit in front of other people’s kids and hell,hers.”
“And that’s what got you bothered?” Scoot asked.
“Hell naw.” I frowned. “I mean it pissed me off, but not because I give a fuck about her or what she got going on, but more because a nigga is tired of her ass embarrassing us all thefucking time. Like we in a water park full of kids and you literally got ya pussy on full display. Shit is ridiculous,” I vented, growing frustrated with her all over again. “I’m like, damn Bri, you can’t turn the hoe shit off for one day while you with ya kids?”
“And you said it just like that too.” Bino laughed. “Probably verbatim.”
“Damn right. She be pissing me off, fam,” I gritted. “But shit, after I voiced my disdain for her hoe ass decisions she got to running her mouth all loud, drawing attention, carrying on about how I still wanted her and all this other bullshit and I tweaked. I couldn’t hold the shit in no more. The bitch is literally out here selling ass for a living and got the nerve to think I want her ass. Shit had me hot so I cursed her stupid ass out. I felt myself about to lose my cool and shit, so I walked away to find the kids. As I was doing that shit she yelled out that she fucking my homeboy.”
“What?” Scoot barked and I nodded.
“Word, she did. She said some more shit with it, but the bitch definitely told me she was fucking my homeboy and he loved the shit.”
