one honey until she found out she was pregnant wit’ Kyrese and found him fucking they boss in the women’s restroom!” Tee-Tee slapped his hand down on the island for dramatic effect.
“Get the fuck outta here!” Dylan gasped.
“Yes chile and when she confronted him, he hit her with the ole we ain’t together line.”
“Wow… that’s cold-blooded.” Candy’s eyes grew wide. “So she and Cain were together during this time, right?”
“Mmm hmm,” Tee-Tee pursed his lips together. “He was in training camp in Texas. This was when he played for the Dallas Cowboys. They were doing the long distance thing. She would fly down to see him every other weekend.”
“So Billie was dropping that thun-thun-thun down on two niggas at the same damn time! Now that’s my kinda girl!” Candy clapped her hands and shimmied in her seat.
“Ah uh girl.” Candy’s boo Clyde danced into the kitchen. “Don’t you drop that thang without me!” He grinded his hips.
“Oh my god,” Dylan looked up at the ceiling. “Kill me now Jesus.”
She’d grown to love her mother’s current boo thang but Clyde’s permed hair, nappy chest hair, pot belly and 70’s attire was just too much for her to bear at times. He was no taller than Kevin Hart and always had on some outdated inappropriate shit. The muddy brown, floral print, flared collar shirt and white, skin tight, bell bottom bibs he wore was a sight for sore eyes. He and her mother together were like watching a bad, over-sexualized rerun of Soul Train.
“How’s my baby-mama doing?” Clyde kissed Candy on the tip of her nose and grabbed a chunk full of her ass.
“Boy, don’t call me that,” Candy grinned like a school girl.
“But you are my baby-mama and I’m your baby-daddy and this is our baby-baby,” Clyde draped his arm around Dylan’s shoulder.
“If you don’t get the hell away from me lookin’ like a goddamn D battery.” Dylan hissed not in the mood for Clyde’s antics.
“Oh that’s how it is, Dylan?” Clyde said, stunned. “You think you nickel slick but I got yo’ penny change.”
“Out!” Dylan shouted, pointing towards the door.
“I’ve been thrown out better. Sugafoot, I’ll be in the living room.” Clyde winked his at Candy then left out.
“Anyway … back to our conversation,” Dylan crossed her legs. “It just fucks me up how for years she condom me for all of my mistakes—”
“Condemned, sweetie. It’s condemned.” Tee-Tee patted her on the back of her hand.
“Oh what the fuck ever. Condom, condemned it’s all the same thing.” Dylan waved her hands frantically.
“Like I was saying. For years she condemned,” Dylan stressed the word. “me for making fucked up mistakes but here she had made the ultimate no-no. She cheated on her then boyfriend, gotten pregnant by another dude, lied to Cain and made him believe that the baby was his, then years later sat idly by and watched her best friend date the same man she’d cheated with and had a baby wit’.”
“I keep hearing you talk about what Billie did but what about State?” Candy quizzed. “He lied to you too.”
“I’m more pissed at Billie because she was supposed to be my friend. Hell, she was like a sister to me. I never thought she’d do something like this to me.” Dylan’s eyes welled up with tears.
“I trusted her with all of me. She stopped talking to me for damn near a year when I cheated on Angel with State and she knew the whole time that she had a baby with this man.” Dylan wiped her face.
“Yeah, that was fucked up,” Tee-Tee agreed.
“I mean, State gon’ be State. I’m not saying its okay but I don’t expect much from him,” Dylan sniffled.
“That’s sad.” Tee-Tee shook his head.
“Ain’t it?” Dylan said, somberly.
“Girl, you gotta learn how to shut your feelings off,’ Candy advised. “I am an active member of the not many fucks given coalition.”
“Tee-Tee!” Kaylee ran into the kitchen.
“Yes,
“Get the fuck outta here!” Dylan gasped.
“Yes chile and when she confronted him, he hit her with the ole we ain’t together line.”
“Wow… that’s cold-blooded.” Candy’s eyes grew wide. “So she and Cain were together during this time, right?”
“Mmm hmm,” Tee-Tee pursed his lips together. “He was in training camp in Texas. This was when he played for the Dallas Cowboys. They were doing the long distance thing. She would fly down to see him every other weekend.”
“So Billie was dropping that thun-thun-thun down on two niggas at the same damn time! Now that’s my kinda girl!” Candy clapped her hands and shimmied in her seat.
“Ah uh girl.” Candy’s boo Clyde danced into the kitchen. “Don’t you drop that thang without me!” He grinded his hips.
“Oh my god,” Dylan looked up at the ceiling. “Kill me now Jesus.”
She’d grown to love her mother’s current boo thang but Clyde’s permed hair, nappy chest hair, pot belly and 70’s attire was just too much for her to bear at times. He was no taller than Kevin Hart and always had on some outdated inappropriate shit. The muddy brown, floral print, flared collar shirt and white, skin tight, bell bottom bibs he wore was a sight for sore eyes. He and her mother together were like watching a bad, over-sexualized rerun of Soul Train.
“How’s my baby-mama doing?” Clyde kissed Candy on the tip of her nose and grabbed a chunk full of her ass.
“Boy, don’t call me that,” Candy grinned like a school girl.
“But you are my baby-mama and I’m your baby-daddy and this is our baby-baby,” Clyde draped his arm around Dylan’s shoulder.
“If you don’t get the hell away from me lookin’ like a goddamn D battery.” Dylan hissed not in the mood for Clyde’s antics.
“Oh that’s how it is, Dylan?” Clyde said, stunned. “You think you nickel slick but I got yo’ penny change.”
“Out!” Dylan shouted, pointing towards the door.
“I’ve been thrown out better. Sugafoot, I’ll be in the living room.” Clyde winked his at Candy then left out.
“Anyway … back to our conversation,” Dylan crossed her legs. “It just fucks me up how for years she condom me for all of my mistakes—”
“Condemned, sweetie. It’s condemned.” Tee-Tee patted her on the back of her hand.
“Oh what the fuck ever. Condom, condemned it’s all the same thing.” Dylan waved her hands frantically.
“Like I was saying. For years she condemned,” Dylan stressed the word. “me for making fucked up mistakes but here she had made the ultimate no-no. She cheated on her then boyfriend, gotten pregnant by another dude, lied to Cain and made him believe that the baby was his, then years later sat idly by and watched her best friend date the same man she’d cheated with and had a baby wit’.”
“I keep hearing you talk about what Billie did but what about State?” Candy quizzed. “He lied to you too.”
“I’m more pissed at Billie because she was supposed to be my friend. Hell, she was like a sister to me. I never thought she’d do something like this to me.” Dylan’s eyes welled up with tears.
“I trusted her with all of me. She stopped talking to me for damn near a year when I cheated on Angel with State and she knew the whole time that she had a baby with this man.” Dylan wiped her face.
“Yeah, that was fucked up,” Tee-Tee agreed.
“I mean, State gon’ be State. I’m not saying its okay but I don’t expect much from him,” Dylan sniffled.
“That’s sad.” Tee-Tee shook his head.
“Ain’t it?” Dylan said, somberly.
“Girl, you gotta learn how to shut your feelings off,’ Candy advised. “I am an active member of the not many fucks given coalition.”
“Tee-Tee!” Kaylee ran into the kitchen.
“Yes,
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