Ruthless Behavior by Octavia Grant

Author:Octavia Grant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: African American Romance, Urban Fiction, Street Literature, Women's Contemporary, Urban Literature
Publisher: Octavia Grant
Published: 2020-12-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Brick

The rage bubbling inside of me, was so powerful that I thought I was going to choke on it. If Kiana thought she could just divorce me and dismiss me like I was just some lame ass nigga. She didn’t know her man at all.

I’d kill a nigga for even looking at her, and she knew that. So, the fact that she thought she could divorce me and be with another nigga was funny to me.

I was out of line for fucking with a bitch that I wouldn’t even let wash the tires of my car, but Kiana knew that Charmaine didn’t mean anything to me. If she meant something, I’d be with her and not my wife.

“Kiana, you’re really trying a nigga’s patience.” I said to myself as I picked up my phone to call her back. As soon as I grabbed my phone off the coffee table, it started ringing.

Looking at the screen, I saw that it was none other than Mom Dukes. She was the one person that could make me feel better even when I was pissed off. I wanted to go grab Kiana by the throat and choke some sense into her, but how I was feeling right now, I’d probably go too far.

“What’s going on Ma?” I said into the phone not even trying to hide my frustration.

“Clifton Goddamn Brick. Is there something you wanna tell me?” My mother Viola said as soon as I answered the phone. Moms was wild like that, she never got on the phone with any manners. But people that didn’t really know her swore she was sweeter than candy.

All I could do was shake my head because anytime she called my name like that, I already knew it was about to be some drama. Kiana’s mother Avalon, never cursed, or swore in any way, shape, or form.

But, Viola Brick cursed like a sailor. Sentence enhancers were my mom’s favorite words. If her sentence didn’t contain the words, shit, damn, fuck, or that bitch. The conversation wasn’t even worth listening too.

“What are you talking about Mrs. Viola Brick?” I asked. I was ready to get off the phone and get back to my wife. If I let too much time slip, her ass might try to divorce me for real.

“So, you mean to tell me you didn’t learn from the first time? You mean to tell me you’re still fucking with that bitch?” Ma asked.

“Ma, what are you talking about?” I asked. I wasn’t in the mood for her shit especially if she wasn’t going to cheer me up.

“That bitch Charmaine, had the nerve to bring her treacherous ass to my house. Talking about, ‘can we talk?’. I was like ‘hell no. I don’t talk to scandalous hoes.’ She then blurts out that the baby in her stomach belongs to you. So I’ma ask your ass again. Is there something you want to tell me?”

All I could do was sigh. Of all bitches I could’ve fucked, I couldn’t figure out why I fucked her.

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