Don Divas by Leondra Lerae & Alicia Hartley

Author:Leondra Lerae & Alicia Hartley [Lerae, Leondra & Hartley, Alicia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Urban, United States, African American, Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B00FEH2J6C
Publisher: SBR Publications
Published: 2013-09-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen – Merci

I made the call to Katherine. She assured me she would pass the message along for me. I told her if she or Camille had any questions, then feel free to call me back. As soon as I hung the phone up, I heard a knock at the door. I got up and walked to the door to open it. Lo walked in looking like he had something on his mind. He was burning a hole into me with his eyes.

“What?” I questioned.

“What the fuck are you and Latrice up to?”

“What makes you think we’re up to something,” I asked as I turned around and climbed back into my comfortable position on the bed.

“The fact that Latrice just ran outta here like her ass was on fire. And the fact that y’all seem to be keeping more secrets now than ever.”

Before I could answer, Trice came rushing into the room.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but uh Merci, bring your ass here pronto,” she ordered as she slid back out the door.

Lo dropped his head and sighed. These days, it seemed like we couldn’t get pass a five-minute conversation without being interrupted. I’ve been home almost a week and we haven’t had a full-fledged conversation yet.

“I’m sorry babe, I’ll be right back,” I said jumping off the bed without giving him an opportunity to respond.

“Trice?” I called out.

“Basement!” She yelled up the stairs. For her to want me to meet her in the basement, some shit had gotten real. The basement contained a soundproof room that typically housed private conversations.

“What’s the deal?” I asked, entering the room.

“Merci, we have a problem.”

“Problem being?”

She recapped the story she had with some broad named Meka.

“Okay, so who’s Rico?”

She looked at me sideways. “Bitch, Rico, Rico. Richardo Rico.”

My jaw dropped in shock.

“I thought that motherfucker fell off the face of the earth! What the fuck he want with Camille?”

“I don’t know, Merci. That’s why I need to go see her. Maybe she can tell me something. If this nigga is back, that’s not a good thing. You know we didn’t end on good terms.”

She had a point. Rico was a crazy ass nigga. When he and Trice split, he tried to wreak havoc on her life for quite a while. However, when she showed his ass she wasn’t playing with his ass, he disappeared. It wasn’t a good thing he was back. If he was tryna get back with Trice; Keonta would die before that happened.

“What the hell we gon’ do?”

“I don’t fucking know Merci,” she snapped.

I looked at her like she had ten heads. She was lucky she was going through some shit or my tongue would have let loose.

“I gotta figure this shit out,” she stated as she left the room then headed for the stairs.

I stayed in the basement and thought of all the possibilities of having Rico back around. What did he want? Or better yet, who did he want and why? I couldn’t figure it out for shit.

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