Page 77 of Arris, Jayme & Dyani
“C’mon, Arris. I know you and you know I know you. You’re not stressed about the money. You’re stressed about the possibility of failure and you’re not going to fail.”
“Yeah, alright.” I stopped at a red light and sank a little bit more into my seat.
“Am I lying?” she asked.
“I don’t know just yet.”
“Okay. Well, all I’m going to say is that you are an amazing tattoo artist. I love you and you can do whatever you put your mind to. You can do something amazing with your own shop but I also want you to know that if you’re not ready, there’s no shame in that. Don’t rush or force it.”
“You know me better than a lot of people, Jayme. Be honest. Do you think I can do this shit?”
She didn’t hesitate. “I know you can.”
“Do you think I should?”
“Yep.”
“Yani, what do you think?”
“I think you should do it. Worst case scenario, you resell the place and may take a little loss but you can never say you didn’t try.”
“Alright. Fuck it.”
“You’re going to pull the money out, baby?” Jayme asked.
“Yeah. I’m going to pull the money out.”
“Congratulations,” both women said.
“Thanks, y’all.”
“Are you sure you don’t need anything?” Dyani asked.
“Just y’all.” I let out a yawn.
“Well my early morning meeting was at eight-thirty so I’m all done now and can move things around if you need emotional support.”
“I’m good. I don’t need emotional support.”
“He’s lying,” Jayme said. “He’s stressed and would love to be babied.”
I snickered at that. “Damn. For real?”
“For real.”
“Then I’m on my way, “ Dyani said. “I’ll see you soon.”
“You don’t have to do that, Dyani.”
“But he would love it,” Jayme sang.
Dyani giggled. “See you in thirty to forty-five.”
“Alright, man.” I exhaled. “I’ll see you then. I’m going to grab this cash, bring it back to Alex, then listen to music and try to get my mind right, but Jayme, I’ll give you a call when I wake up.”
“Sounds good, baby.”
“Alright. See you soon, Dyani.”
