True Story by Ni-Ni Simone

Author:Ni-Ni Simone [Simone, Ni-Ni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2013-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

13

It usually doesn’t rain . . .

Rihanna’s “Birthday Cake,” which I’d downloaded as Zaire’s special ringtone, blared from my phone, three times in a row, as I lay in bed and watched the phone ring. Go to voice mail. And ring all over again.

Don’t look now. Why? ’Cause I couldn’t stop cheesin’.

I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for much longer. Especially since it was now three days, two hours, and twenty-two seconds that I hadn’t spoken to him.

Now I’ll give him two days to hold out and not talk to me. But three? Please. He would die first.

It’s not even my birthday...

I snuggled deeper into my pillow, smiled, and closed my eyes.

“I tell you what!” Courtney stormed into my room and flicked the lights on. “If you don’t answer that freakin’ phone the next time it rings, I’ma two-snap and you won’t see another birthday!”

“What?” I couldn’t believe this. I sat up and I didn’t know what shocked me more: that he flung my door open—without knocking or me inviting him in—or that he was dressed in a furry pink robe and matching do-rag.

WTH!

His rant continued. “Look-a-here, I’m on Skype with Slowreeka, trying to get my romance on, and every time my lips make it an inch toward the screen and Slowreeka calls me go-daddy, your phone starts ringing and singing, ‘Cake,’ she starts looking for something to eat. Slowreeka can’t have too many distractions—she can only focus on one thing at a time! Now answer that freakin’ phone!”

This mofo had tripped and bumped his dang head! “You need to mind your business!” I said.

“This became my business the moment you interfered with me and my love life. And from the moment Khya walked in here and swore me to secrecy.”

“Secrecy?”

“Yes. Khya said you made her promise she wouldn’t tell Shae, but that my name never came up. So she told me how you rocked Zaire to sleep. And how you had a flower bomb in your panties. Straight killah!”

Oh. My. God! “Where is Khya?”

“With Bling, making diamonds. And Shae is with Country making sandwiches.”

My phone was ringing again.

“Now answer that phone because if you interrupt me and my cyber freak again, babeeeeee, you gon’ have a fruit-loopin’, mothersuckin’ situation on your hands!”

“Get. Out!”

He pointed from his eyes to mine, and back again. “Don’t try me.” He squinted and slammed my door as he walked out backward.

“Fool!”

I looked at my ringing cell phone.

This is ridiculous.

“Hello?”

Zaire took a deep breath and I could tell by the way he called my name, “Seven!” that he was pissed. “Yo, how long you gon’ play this game?”

I swear the only time I hated the word play was when it poured from Zaire’s lips. “Whatchu mean, play? I’m not playing! That’s your problem—you always think I have a game going on!”

“Because you do. And lower your voice.”

“You don’t tell me what to do! You’re not my father! You’re my boyfriend! And that is not a dual role and I’m tired of you

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