Page 36 of Simply Complicated
“Don’t hate me, ‘Angel Face. You should blame your drug-dealing daddy for ruining your life. You see, you and your friends love to blame me for all of your problems but forgetting I’m just on reality TV, sweetheart. I’m not doing anything illegal.” Andrea sucks her teeth in again. “It would be a damn shame what would happen if I just made a quick phone call to the DEA.” Andrea meets eyes with Savior again. “What’s wrong, white boy? You think because you got a fancy club here, and you like black pussy, you’re about that life?” She shakes her head. “You’re just like the rest of them. You love black culture, you might even like hood culture, but you ain’t trying to get shot with Pookie and ‘em.”
“I heard that!” King J barks and wipes his nose.
“Tell ‘em, sis!” Charmaine agrees. “She shole was actin’ all brand new today! Had the audacity to get light and bright Ashy involved today!”
“Seriously,” Andrea’s eyes turn back to me and she forcibly grabbed my chin. “Don’t forget, ‘Face. You may be sucking that pink dick until he comes, but you’re still a hood bitch and you’ll always be one. You’re just hot black pussy to keep him warm until he finds a nice Becky to marry and have children with.”
I must’ve had an out of body experience. I can’t explain it. All I knew is an angry sound, almost like a scream, a screech poured out of my body and my fist connected with Andrea’s face. It wasn’t just one punch, but several.
We tumble out of the booth, rolling around on the floor until I was on top of her, pummeling away. My hands were hurting and becoming increasingly bloody with each punch. The anger inside of me took over and it was like an evil beast, breaking to be free.
I feel several arms and hands trying to grab me, but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t just want to hurt Andrea. I wanted to kill her. I would gladly go to prison for the rest of my life if it meant I would never see her face ever again.
Someone finally pulls me off her and restrains me. Andrea’s face is still intact but her outfit is filled with her blood and my sweat. She’s lounging at me, calling me every name in the book while Charmaine tries to hold her back. All I hear is noise, but I can’t make out the words coming out of her mouth. The room is a blur and I see people crowd around us, wondering what’s going on.
Andrea suddenly stops attacking me when something else catches her attention. King J is being arrested and he’s putting up a fight with the officers. They force him outside and Andrea and Charmaine follow. Some of the crowd follows to watch the action, while others return to their games and dinner.
My heart is still beating out of my chest. My internship is done. My relationship is done. Savior will inevitably break up with me. He’s not going to be around all of this drama and he damn sure ain’t gon’ want to be around me knowing what my daddy does for a living.
With nothing else to give, I finally black out.
