“Girlll,” Solana cautiously said, dragging out her words.
“What?” I asked with concern in my tone.
Solana turned my phone around and the message thread between Mikael and me. There was a video that hadn’t been there before, with the white play button in the middle of the video. A new text message under the video that read,My new bitch made me forget about ya ass already.My lips turned up into a frown as I reached up using my pointer finger and pressed play on the video.What the fuck?I mouthed, seeing a video of what appeared to be Mikael getting his dick sucked by some female. I was so pissed that Mikael would send me this shit. If he was in front of me right now I swear I would have bashed him in the head with this wine bottle.
“I ain’t gone lie, I’d send him a video right back. Two can play that mutha fucking game.” Solana said, sounding as angry as I felt.
“You ain’t neva lied! I promise that nigga would be in tears after I was done with him.” Yanna consigned while I sat there silently, boiling on the inside. Mikael had me fucking heated and I swore he was gonna regret sending me this fucking video.
Mikael Wattson
The Next Day
I didn’t know what the fuck I wanted from Zaylee. My head was all over the place when it came to her. The talk I had with Lo had been making me think about how I moved back then. Imight have been on some selfish shit, but I couldn’t help it. The thought of losing Zaylee back then scared the fuck outta me. On top of me facing all those fucking years and being immature back then, a nigga was thinking irrational. I could see that now but a part of me still felt like Zaylee could have kept my seed. I knew without a doubt if a nigga wasn’t locked up she wouldn’t have ever thought about getting rid of my seed. That was part of the reason I was skeptical about believing Zaylee when she said she really had a miscarriage. There was no way she’d go this long letting me believe she had an abortion. Zaylee cared too much about what I thought about her for her to not tell me the truth. A part of me wanted to find out the truth but I knew if she was lying it would piss me off. Something had to give because Zaylee was taking up a lot of space in a nigga’s mind. She had me doing all kinds of crazy shit that wasn’t in my character no more. Doing spiteful shit to bitches wasn’t like me yet Zaylee had me showing my ass just to see her sweat.
See when I sent that video to Zaylee I figured she would have sent me a bunch of angry text messages. I was even prepared for her violent ass to show up on my doorstep acting a fool but her ass ain't did shit. She didn’t even block my ass. So, I came to one of two conclusions; Zaylee really didn’t fuck with me like that, or she figured out that wasn’t me in the video. I hadn’t been in the right head space since Zaylee called herself cutting me off. When I stopped fucking with her it didn’t bother me because I knew I was gonna eventually go back to dealing with Zaylee. She just needed to be punished for the little she pulled. But with this I didn’t know where Zaylee’s head was and I couldn’t tell if she was serious about being done with a nigga. I didn’t like not knowing what was going on between us. Not when I wasn’t ready for her to be outta my life yet. I talked hella shit about being cool on Zaylee for getting rid of my seed but having her back around made me remember all the good timeswe shared together. I saw all the qualities that made me fall for her back then. She was still the Zaylee I used to love but she’d grown up and matured so had all the shit I loved about her. If I thought I was infatuated with Zaylee when she was younger my ass was in trouble tryna deal with Zaylee the woman.
I can’t lie I wanted to piss Zaylee off because her silence was driving me crazy. Shit, if I was mad she was gonna be mad right with me. Childishly I went on a porn site, found a nigga with a similar skin complexion, and sent that shit to her. Thinking it was gonna piss her off now I was sitting here salty hoping I didn’t take shit too far.
“Come talk to me right quick,” I looked up from my phone over my shoulder to see Lo standing in front of Solana’s desk. Solana let out annoyed sigh as she sat back in her chair looking up at Lo.
Them two muthafuckas were getting on my got damn nerves. Tip toeing around this bitch like they didn’t want to be together. Lo ass stayed cock blocking niggas who tried to fuck with Solana. He stayed up her ass more so these last few days. His ass had Solana with him all day yesterday while he did tows. In all my life I had never seen my brother this gone behind no bitch. Whenever he was around Solana all his ass did was smile. Both of them were like that with each other, always laughing and making jokes. Lo wanted to give advice but never wanted to take the shit. He was so hung up on not being like our dad that he was missing out on being happy. Nothing against Fallon, although I didn’t like the bitch, she wasn’t it for my brother. They didn’t make each other happy. Ion even think they slept in the same bed no more. Most of the time Lo, Mason, and Mallory were at Solana’s. I asked him what Fallon was saying but he shrugged his shoulders. I tried to tell the nigga to watch Fallon’s ass, she was being to calm with the way he was moving but Lo wasn’t tryna hear what I was saying. A calm bitch was a sneaky bitch.
“I got stuff to do Marlo; we can talk later.” Solana had an attitude I wonder what Lo did to piss her off when they were just ke-keing earlier.
“Why you wanna fuck with me? Ion get why you can’t ever do shit the simple way,”
“Nigga leave her alone,” I couldn’t resist fucking with Lo. He was pissed and I wouldn’t be a good bother if I didn’t pick with him.
“Thank you Mikael,” Solana laughed at the evil glare Lo was giving me. “I’m trying to get my work done so I can kick my feet up this weekend.”
“Mind ya business fuck nigga,” Lo said to me in a gruff tone. “Solana get ya ass up.” He demanded but Solana just stared at him.
“Why you always fucking with her. Don’t you got some other shit to be doing?” I teasingly said as I kept picking with Lo.
“Even though I don’t like you at the moment Mikael, you not wrong. Marlo has plenty of other things he could be doing instead of bothering me.”
“Me?” I questioned confused because I hadn’t done shit to her for her to be mad at me. “What I do?”
“You ain’t shit,” Solana cut her eyes over to Lo giving him a dirty look before she turned back to me. “Like most niggas.”
“I ain’t never claimed to be but that don’t explain why you beefing with a nigga.”
“Of course you don’t. Y’all never do.” Solana scoffed, rolling her eyes at us.
“You trippin’,” I chuckled not bothered by her attitude. I fucked with Solana, but I wasn’t fucking her nor was she my bitch. Her being mad at me when I ain’t did shit doesn't faze me. I simply shrugged my shoulders and pulled my phone from my pocket.
A smile graced my face when I saw a text from Zaylee,about fucking time.She took forever but I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist me. Smirking as I unlocked my phone and opened her message. As soon as I opened the message I regretted it. Like the video I sent Zaylee, she was getting head. Unlike my video it was really her in the video with a nigga’s head in between her legs as she said all kind of nasty shit to the nigga. I knew her voice and the tattoo of my name on the top of her coochie was in plain sight. Never in my life did I envision myself back in prison, but in that moment I saw myself back behind bars. This time a nigga was proud to be back in my prison blues for killing Zaylee’s ho ass. I was so fucking mad I forgot to fucking breath. All I could focus on was how to get my hands around Zaylee’s neck and choke her the fuck out. This bitch really sent me a video of a nigga eating her pussy.
“Nigga I know you ain’t on no porn sites watching that shit in the middle of the office,” Lo asked me with a look of disgust on his face.
“Imma kill this bitch,” I gritted out, my free hand clenching into a fist.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Lo cautiously questioned me.
“On my mama Imma choke that bitch out. Revive her then choke her out again. My nigga you might as well get me a lawyer cause I’m finna go back to jail,” I said shoot up from my chair the force causing the chair to fall backwards.
“Hol’ up. Chill out and tell me what the fuck is going on?”