Okay, didn’t expect that. I knew he got around, but why the fuck had this girl been sitting in my face knowing she had been with him? And why did Makari not tell me? She obviously knew where my thoughts went because her hands moved quick at the same time she turned her head to Shiya and Zina with a look that asked what the fuck.
“I didn’t know.”
“Girl, it wasn’t a thing. He fucked you.”
“We had sex,” Layla defined.
“There’s a difference between sex and getting fucked. No feelings, no follow up, and no future. You got fucked, boo. When he wouldn’t give you his time or his dick again, you moved on to Rodney and are now with Camden. Please don’t try to makeit seem like you were anything other than a quick nut for that man.”
Layla’s face dropped when Shiya put her life on blast, then she pretended to be unbothered. “We still had sex and I felt it was right to tell her.”
Makari said something but she spoke so quickly that it was hard for me to catch it. Based on the way Layla’s expression dropped again and she cringed, it wasn’t all that nice.
“I’m sorry. I really didn’t know,”Makari signed again.
“It’s fine. Can you give me her number?”
“L-A-Y-L-A?”
I nodded and she lifted her phone. A few seconds later a contact came through. I tapped the name and navigated to the option to send a message.
Me: It’s cute that you felt so insecure that you had to bring up a one and done with my man. Unfortunately for you, I don’t care, because any memory of you, if there was even one to begin with, was gone the minute he met me. Trust when I say my pussy has the power to erase you. But considering you weren’t relevant enough to linger, keeping the past in the past where you’re concerned is light work. No effort exerted, love. Now that you’ve got that off your chest, keep it cute. Try me again and you’ll fuck around and find out just how much I don’t play about me and mine.
She lifted her eyes and glared at me. “I just didn’t want you to be blindsided.”
I laughed sarcastically.“No, you wanted me to feel some kind of way about you sampling a dick that will never be yours.”I signed and her eyes darted to Makari.
“She said you wanted her to feel some type of way about getting passed around by her man but you look stupid and desperate.”She grinned and signed while speaking the words.“I added that.”
“Okay, now that she’s finished embarrassing herself, can we order?” Zina said with a smug grin as she threw her hand in the air to wave over a server.
Layla snatched up her purse and walked toward the bar as Makari signed beside me,“Sorry about that. You good?”
“I’m great. He has a past. I’m aware. Just didn’t think it would be this close, but I’m fine.”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure.”
Zina: I’m not opposed to checking bitches. Say the word and I’ll drag her.
Shiya: We’ll drag her.
I laughed as I typed.
Me: Not necessary. I’m cool, I promise.
Shiya: The offer stands, so if you change your mind, please don’t hesitate to let me drag that hoe. I’ve kind of been waiting on a reason.
Makari: My hands stay up to date for silly hoes.
Me: Save that for someone who deserves the energy. She surely doesn’t. Dragging her would mean I care, and trust, I don’t. Consider that phase Ryland B.S.
Shiya: Ryland bullshit?
Me: Nope, Ryland (B)efore (S)omee
I received a bunch of laughing emojis from the three of them before we moved on to season talk. Layla never came back to the table, which was fine by me, and the three of us ordered lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon without all the slick comments and negative energy Layla brought. I could see myself hanging out with Shiya and Zina, but being with them had me missing my girl. I was going to have to surprise her with a flight to Crescent Falls very soon.