6 EIGHT : Gambling With Hearts by Barbie Amor & Barbie Scott

Author:Barbie Amor & Barbie Scott [Amor, Barbie & Scott, Barbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Graceful Jones

I wasn't sure if I was in my feelings because of what I saw in Battle’s office, but the shit sparked me and had me ready to just go be with Nayo. At least with him I didn't have to worry about him letting bitches suck his dick.

I was hoping to run into his arms, and he told me that he made a mistake. I was hoping he’d pour his heart out to me and assure me that it would never happen again. I knew Nayo like a book, and I was sure he was beating himself up over this. I also knew he was hiding from embarrassment, and it was very much understandable.

Because Nayo had my car and I couldn't ask Mr. Fairbourne for a ride, I took the city bus to my and Nayo’s home. After crossing a few lights and pulling the cord, I jumped off at my stop and began walking my few short blocks. By the time I made it, I was tired as hell but anxious to see Nayo.

My car was parked out front, which told me he was here, so it made me more excited. I began fluffing my hair and fixing my dress, wishing I had a mirror. I needed to make sure I looked cute so the nigga could really miss me.

I took the stairs up to our apartment and pulled my keys from my purse. Inside I could hear the music and the sound Nayo’s video game. When I walked in, a cloud of smoke punched me in the face. Nayo knew I didn't play that smoking shit in the house, and he also knew I hated when niggas parlayed around our home like a “kicking it” spot. That was exactly what was going on now.

His homie’s AJ and Prix were in the living room and a few girls I had never seen. One of them had the nerve to look at me like I was crazy, but I didn't bother saying shit. I headed toward my bedroom in search of Nayo, and I had to stop mid-stride because I heard one of the girls yell out…

“My friend in the shower. You can't go back there!”

I turned around so fast I lost my cool right there in my hallway.

“Bitch, this my mothafucking house. The fuck is you, telling me anything?” I shot down the hall but decided to just turn around.

I opened my bedroom door and had to stop to make sure I wasn't tripping. Sure enough, there was a chick in my bedroom, wearing my robe, fresh out my damn shower. I stormed inside, and Nayo was coming out of the restroom, wrapping a towel around himself. When the girl turned around, I really got the shock of my life.

“Hazel? What the fuck…” I went to say just as it all registered.

I hadn't seen this bitch in years, and here she was in my crib. I mean, it was evident she and Nayo had showered together because she was still wet, hair wet, and he was covered in water.

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