Sheisty by T.N. Baker Page A

with that?
    What time did you bring your ass in here this morning anyway?
    You out there fucking around with Epiphany's grimey ass ain't no telling," he said, getting angry with me.
    "Are you accusing me of something Tucker, because if you are you need to ask yourself should we even be getting married?" I said flipping my wrong doings on him, but fuck it men do it all the time.
    "I don't know, should I be? I mean you was out all night and now I can't get no pussy. You ain't never told me no before, now all of a sudden I can't have none, so what I'm suppose to think?" "You ain't supposed to think nothing, you supposed to just trust me," I said.
    This heated discussion seemed as if it was gonna last forever and my conscience was starting to wear me down with guilt.
    Over and over again in my head one side was saying I shouldn't have done it and the other side was saying, " fuck it, you only live once and at least it was good ." All I know is at that very moment, I just wish last night never happened. This hickey was gone and this discussion was over.
    Beep, beep, beep, beep.
    Somebody upstairs must have been listening because that's the way Tucker's cell phone rang when there's drama. He called it the warning, biting off of the way Biggie's pager went off in the beginning of his song "Warning." That means two things, some shit just went down or it's about to go down. Tucker ran out of the bathroom to catch his cell before the ringing stopped. His frustration was no longer towards me but to who he was on the cell with because all I heard him yell was " What , where the fuck was ya'll at? Man ya'll some damn asses, where's Mali at? A'ight, yo I'm on my way." And out the door he went without saying another word to me.

EPIPHANY
    I was the last one to leave the hotel room this morning; since I had no one to go home to there wasn't any rush. I ordered the deluxe breakfast from room service and went back to sleep until check out. I had a good time last night cause it gave me a chance to get my mind off of you know who and to hang out with my girls like we used to. I can't believe Keisha gave up her goody two shoes crown last night, all that moaning she was doing in the other room made me want to form a line up at the door and go next.
    I knew she had some bad girl up in her somewhere. That's my girl. Shit, niggas been doing it for years and still are, look at C's cheating ass telling me he loves me and then when he leaves me to go and take care of so-called business, he laying up with the next bitch playing house and picking out baby names. I hate that lying bastard.
    Speaking of the devil, I approached my street and noticed C-God's truck parked in front of my apartment. I got weak from the sight of his truck, I knew mentally I wasn't ready to see him face to face, so I just kept driving.
    Once again the pain took over. Trying to fight depression, thoughts of encouragement stroked my ego. Epiphany Janee Wright snap out of it, you're the one in control. You're strong, tough, the one who gets what she wants and then breaks away.
    A certified heart breaker... with a broken heart . No matter how hard I tried to convince myself, it wasn't working. It's so hard to get out of the situation when your heart won't do what you want it to do, it felt like I had fallen and couldn't get up.
    I ended up at the mall on Sunrise highway. Shopping always makes me feel better. Unfortunately, I saw nothing I wanted, so I only purchased a bottle of a new fragrance by BCBGirls called Nature and headed back to the car, assuming the coast would be clear by now, cause that nigga C ain't got no time to be staking out in front my crib like that... not for long anyway. The streets are always calling him.
    As I was driving, I noticed this hooptie speeding up along side me, at first I wasn't sure who it was, but as Smitty was passing he pointed his finger at me as if it was a gun and he was bust-ing off shots. My heart pounded in fear because there's no telling