they get what they want they make it seem like the girl is just crazy. I do think that Kent is a good person, but I don’t put nothing past nobody. You sure he hadn’t been messing around with her or talking to her at all?”
“You know what October, honestly I don’t know and that’s another reason why I am upset. I mean usually I can trust Kent, but I am too mad to think right now.”
“Did you get to read the text that he sent to her?”
“Nope.”
“Sounds like ya’ll got a little trouble on ya’ll hands. What are you gonna do about it? Couldn’t you get her number off the phone when you were reading the texts?”
“Girl, I was trying so hard to. Kent was actually holding the phone the whole time and letting me read the texts, but as soon as he noticed that I saw the number and was trying to memorize it he pulled it out of my reach and finished reading the rest of the texts to me. Then he deleted them all and the phone call.”
“I thought he didn’t want to delete them?”
“I know, he said he didn’t and then he blamed me for him having to. I told him he chose to do that not me, but he said that he didn’t trust me to not do or say anything.”
“Yeah, maybe he’s right. Take it from me; it’s not too smart to react when you’re mad and upset. I’m glad you came over to calm down first cause I know you really want to fuck her up. I know I would.”
“I know you only trying to help, but you a damn lie. You know you would have been found out where that hoe live, where her mama live, who she hang with, and where they be. You know you would’ve already found her and whooped her ass.”
They both started laughing knowing that what Azylae was saying was true. October was a little feisty one too who somewhat had a problem with anger. She was mainly a happy person who did not get angry often. The problem was, when she did get angry whoever was responsible for her anger had to pay, most of the time, by fighting. Even though she wasn’t the type to brag or boast, she never backed down and always came out on top. But honestly, deep down October wanted to change that part of her and had been trying hard to not let people get to her as much.
“I know, but we have kids now and we are getting older. You even have a family. You can’t be fighting whenever you feel like it. You must think of another alternative to get back at her. Plus, she don’t seem like the type of person that you can whoop one good time and it’s over. You’ll have to fight her over and over again and I just don’t think it’s worth it.”
“Maybe. I’m just not sure I’m over it yet. I still want to whoop her ass." She laughed, 'I need to smoke. I’m finna go in your bathroom okay?”
“Oh lord, go ahead. I’m bout to go check on the boys and make sure they haven’t demolished Que’s room yet or killed each other.”
Azylae went into the bathroom with the little piece of roach that she had and her lighter ready to relieve a little stress. October opened the door to Quinten’s room and felt like she had pushed back a bush and was about to step foot into a jungle. She braced herself for destruction. They still had the movie playing, but she could tell that they were hardly watching it. The room looked like a herd of buffalos had trampled through it. There were toys, shoes, and books thrown everywhere. October could never understand how they could make such a big mess in so little time. When Quinten tended to tear up his stuff like this, she would always regret every purchase she had made for every one of his toys. She thought to herself that this Christmas he would not get any more toys from her. Not unless she threw away and donated most of the ones he already had. Then she spotted some wasted juice on the carpet and the jugs just thrown on the floor. The room was just one big mess.
“Alright boys, let’s press pause for a few minutes so that we can straighten up in here. I don’t understand how ya’ll got
“You know what October, honestly I don’t know and that’s another reason why I am upset. I mean usually I can trust Kent, but I am too mad to think right now.”
“Did you get to read the text that he sent to her?”
“Nope.”
“Sounds like ya’ll got a little trouble on ya’ll hands. What are you gonna do about it? Couldn’t you get her number off the phone when you were reading the texts?”
“Girl, I was trying so hard to. Kent was actually holding the phone the whole time and letting me read the texts, but as soon as he noticed that I saw the number and was trying to memorize it he pulled it out of my reach and finished reading the rest of the texts to me. Then he deleted them all and the phone call.”
“I thought he didn’t want to delete them?”
“I know, he said he didn’t and then he blamed me for him having to. I told him he chose to do that not me, but he said that he didn’t trust me to not do or say anything.”
“Yeah, maybe he’s right. Take it from me; it’s not too smart to react when you’re mad and upset. I’m glad you came over to calm down first cause I know you really want to fuck her up. I know I would.”
“I know you only trying to help, but you a damn lie. You know you would have been found out where that hoe live, where her mama live, who she hang with, and where they be. You know you would’ve already found her and whooped her ass.”
They both started laughing knowing that what Azylae was saying was true. October was a little feisty one too who somewhat had a problem with anger. She was mainly a happy person who did not get angry often. The problem was, when she did get angry whoever was responsible for her anger had to pay, most of the time, by fighting. Even though she wasn’t the type to brag or boast, she never backed down and always came out on top. But honestly, deep down October wanted to change that part of her and had been trying hard to not let people get to her as much.
“I know, but we have kids now and we are getting older. You even have a family. You can’t be fighting whenever you feel like it. You must think of another alternative to get back at her. Plus, she don’t seem like the type of person that you can whoop one good time and it’s over. You’ll have to fight her over and over again and I just don’t think it’s worth it.”
“Maybe. I’m just not sure I’m over it yet. I still want to whoop her ass." She laughed, 'I need to smoke. I’m finna go in your bathroom okay?”
“Oh lord, go ahead. I’m bout to go check on the boys and make sure they haven’t demolished Que’s room yet or killed each other.”
Azylae went into the bathroom with the little piece of roach that she had and her lighter ready to relieve a little stress. October opened the door to Quinten’s room and felt like she had pushed back a bush and was about to step foot into a jungle. She braced herself for destruction. They still had the movie playing, but she could tell that they were hardly watching it. The room looked like a herd of buffalos had trampled through it. There were toys, shoes, and books thrown everywhere. October could never understand how they could make such a big mess in so little time. When Quinten tended to tear up his stuff like this, she would always regret every purchase she had made for every one of his toys. She thought to herself that this Christmas he would not get any more toys from her. Not unless she threw away and donated most of the ones he already had. Then she spotted some wasted juice on the carpet and the jugs just thrown on the floor. The room was just one big mess.
“Alright boys, let’s press pause for a few minutes so that we can straighten up in here. I don’t understand how ya’ll got
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