Page 6 of Legend's Legacy
I sighed. “If you’re about to get on me, I’m not really in the mood for it. I’m never late.”
“Go ahead, say it. Like me. I know that’s what you want to say.”
“I wasn’t blaming you, Kali.”
“That’s a first.”
“What do you need to talk with me about?” I asked, refusing to get dragged into that argument.
“Come in,” she invited, opening the door wider.
I stepped into the cool house and followed her to the living room. The fragrant aroma of vanilla hung in the air. We took seats on the couch, facing each other.
“I know that these last couple of years haven’t been easy on you,” she professed.
“It was a struggle for both of us.”
“Yeah, well, I know that I didn’t make it any easier for you.”
“We could have made it through, Kali. I told you that we were just in a bad place, and we could come through it with counseling.”
She shook her head. “No, we couldn’t have. Speaking of which, will you be at the counseling for Kayson this week?”
I dropped my face in my hands. “Yeah. Listen, I’m sorry I couldn’t give you everything you wanted. I tried to be there, Kali, baby. I did, but?—”
“I wouldn’t let you be there.”
“You didn’t want me to be there.”
“I didn’t start this conversation to go back down that line.”
“Okay, then what did you want to talk about, Kali?”
“I’m engaged.”
If someone had knocked the fuck out of me while I was walking down the street, I couldn’t have been more shocked or hurt. My heart squeezed in my chest, and the backs of my eyes stung.
“What the fuck did you just say to me?”
“I said that I’m getting married, Legend.”
I pressed my fists against my eyes and shut them tight. Lowering my elbows to my knees, I tried to get my breath back. When I could breathe again, I stood and said, “Go get my little G.”
“I need to talk with you about this, Legend.”
“It’s only been a damn year, Kali. Who the fuck did you meet that soon to go on with? Do you even know this nigga?”
“It’s someone I’ve known for a long time.”
That shit hurt even more because I knew everyone that she did.
“Who?”
“Clayton.”
I frowned, trying to figure out where I knew that name from. I couldn’t recall anyone in our friend circle with that name, but it was so familiar.
“Clayton?”
