The Appraisal by Brielle Montgomery

The Appraisal by Brielle Montgomery

Author:Brielle Montgomery
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2021-03-30T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWELVE

Jayla’s ass and pussy were still on fire the next morning, but she quickly turned over, snatched the cell phone from her nightstand, and punched in Heather’s number. She was surprised when the girl picked up almost immediately.

“Denise, I—”

“You stupid-ass bitch!” Jayla didn’t even bother thinking, just let loose, her rage fueled by last night’s combination of embarrassment and anger and today’s shooting daggers of pain from the waist down. “I ought to come over there and choke the shit out of you for that stupid shit you did!”

“I’m sorry . . .”

“Reggie played me because of you! How the hell do you leave the papers out on the table for him to see? What the hell were you thinking?”

“I’m sorry,” Heather said through muffled sobs. “I don’t want to lose him. Please don’t let him leave me.”

Jayla scoffed. The girl was sick. “Look, I don’t give a damn about you and Reggie.” Her tone was deadly calm. “But I know you better pay me the rest of my money, bitch.”

Heather’s response was indistinct as dramatic cries resonated through the phone. Jayla heard only snippets, like “I love him!” and “What have I done!” between labored breaths. She shook her head, unfazed.

“My money,” she said and rattled off the address to her studio apartment. “Mail me the rest of my money, because I’m afraid if I see you, I would try to kill you.” She stabbed the OFF button on her phone and, exasperated, pushed her hair back from her face.

She needed painkillers.

She figured Jocelyn was still asleep. It was pretty early. So when she made her way to the kitchen, she was shocked and surprised to find, not Jocelyn, but Jackie making herself busy over some pots and pans on the stove.

“Good morning,” Jackie greeted. “I hope you don’t mind, but I figured you wouldn’t think to make anything for my sister and nephew except cereal.”

“Probably,” Jayla agreed as she slid onto a barstool. “Where is she, anyway?”

“Girl, she let me in and took her ass back to sleep.” Jackie laughed as she put some pancakes on a plate and started cracking eggs for an omelet. “You slept late,” she said, tossing a look over her shoulder. “Late night?”

“Something like that.” Jayla couldn’t care less about a damn conversation. She was pissed. Not to mention sore.

“Now you’re starting to sound like Jasmine.”

Jayla rolled her eyes in response.

After a moment of silence, Jackie turned to face her, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about her.”

“What about her?” Jayla’s voice reflected her lack of concern. She shrugged. “You said she was grown and doing her own thing.”

“Yeah, but I figured you would know what’s going on. You two were talking damn near every day at one point.”

Jayla shrugged again. “Well, I don’t know,” she admitted. “I haven’t talked to her in a while. I thought I told you that.”

Jackie nodded and reached over to turn the eye on the stove down a few notches.



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