I reached over and put her little ass in a headlock and jerked her in. Her hands immediately went to my arms and she dug her nails in. I leaned down to speak into her ear. Several camera flashes went off.
“Keep yo’ fuckin’ hands to yourself, Niecy. Because if I ever decided to hit you back, you ain’t getting back up.” I tightened my arm around her neck.
I wouldn’t hit Niecy. I was good on hitting any woman but would always yoke her up for hitting on me first. I didn’t initiate violence but wouldn’t let nobody bitch me or beat on me.
“Ay, Drix! What the fuck you doing?” Two hands grabbed the arm I had around Niecy and roughly jerked it from around her.
I was immediately irritated that someone inserted themselves. When I looked though, it was Trapp. I cocked back and rocked that nigga’s jaw. He was about to get an ass whooping for touching me and an ass whooping off the strength of the fact that I couldn’t beat his sister up while she beat on me.
Niecy screamed and security immediately tried to grab me.
I made sure I put my everything into my next swing and Trapp slid to the ground, knocked out cold. I watched him slump and jerked my arm from security. I reached for Niecy when I saw her rushing around her brother.
I didn’t know if it was because she knew I was prepared to snap her neck or if she just wanted to take her frustration on someone she might actually have a chance with but she swung on Myome as soon as she was close enough.
Myome and Charm had both seen Niecy running toward them. Myome had time to shove her purse into Charm’s hand and adjust her stance. As soon as Niecy was close enough, Myome popped her in her nose and fucked her up.
I was immediately hyperaware of all the cameras pointed at me and shoved into my face.
I let Myome get in a few good hits before I walked over and pulled her off Niecy.
By this time a crowd had gathered. Security helped Niecy up and I grabbed Myome’s hand and led her away. She reached back for Charm and all three of us headed inside to the section.
Even though it was Trapp’s party and I’d just laid his ass out, I was good wherever I was and he knew better than to try me a second time. The fact he’d even tried me the first time was wild as fuck honestly.
I collapsed in my original spot, kicked a foot up, and grabbed my discarded bottle.
“You good?” I asked Myome as she looked at her face in her phone’s camera.
“You need to be asking that bitch if she’s good.” She crossed her arms and collapsed onto the couch beside me.
I chuckled because she was right. She’d been fucking Niecy up.
I shook my head but popped my bottle open and took a long sip. I offered it to Myome who took a sip before offering it to Charm who politely declined before wedging herself on the couch beside Myome.
My phone started ringing and before I even took it out of my pocket I knew it wasn’t good.
Chandler, my older sister, manager, and publicist was calling. As a wife and mother of two girls, if she was reaching out this late, it was bullshit. I declined her call.
I’d told her I’d cool it after my most recent arrest but here the fuck I was fighting in public.
I let Myome keep the bottle I’d handed her and grabbed a different one to crack open and drink. I turned my phone off the third time Chandler called.
“Fuck.” Myome looked down at her phone. “Allison is calling!” She nudged Charm.
I knew from all the fucking emails and calls I’d gotten that Allison handled Radiant Reverie’s business. I reached over and snatched Myome’s phone from her hand.
“Don’t answer that shit tonight,” I said.
“Drix—”
I cut her off. “Get bullied tomorrow.” I tossed her phone onto the little table in front of us.
Myome fell back against the couch and nudged me roughly.
“This is your fucking fault,” she grumbled. “Dating that weird bitch.”
“I’m not dating her.” I looked at Myome.