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Chantal knew what she was about to tell her. That sorry son of a bitch was with somebody. She immediately rose up in the bed and turned on her night light. She had to mentally prepare herself for the break off Arlene was about to spit at her.
    â€œAndre is there? Well, did you say hello?” Chantal knew Andre didn’t say hello; he didn’t even know Arlene like that. He could see Arlene standing next to Chantal and not recognize her face. Chantal was just trying to downplay the fact she was calling her about some shady shit regarding her man.
    â€œNo, I didn’t speak; I don’t think Andre knows me like that,” Arlene replied.
    â€œOh, so what’s up?”
    â€œGirl, I’m going to just come right out and tell you.”
    â€œYeah, that would be wise.”
    â€œAndre is here with some girl,” she blurted out.
    â€œIs it just the two of them?” Chantal calmly asked.
    â€œWhen they came in, it was just the two of them, but now some other girl has joined them.”
    â€œDo you know who the chick is that he came with?” Chantal was curious.
    â€œAt first I didn’t, but then I asked a friend of mine, and he said some video chick.”
    â€œNot a video hofessional!” Chantal screamed. At first she was trying to act calm, but she could no longer contain her anger. “What’s the bitch’s name?”
    â€œArisa. Do you know her?”
    â€œArisa!” Chantal howled into the phone. Luckily Melanie’s bedroom was way down the hall because she felt like she could’ve woken up the whole neighborhood with that one. “Is she half-black, half-Filipina?”
    â€œYeah, you know her?”
    â€œYeah, I know exactly who she is. I can’t believe that mother-fucker is still screwing that bitch. He is at a party with that hofessional Arisa, has he lost his damn mind? Andre has gone too far. It’s one thing to fuck these tricks behind closed doors, but he has the nerve to take it to the streets. Talk about a slap in the face.”
    â€œI know, girl, that’s why I had to put you on alert. Remember I played this game before. I know how these bitches getting down. This was your warning. We know these niggas fuck around but taking this bitch out on some public shit is a no-no. It’s time for you to put your dog back on a leash.”
    â€œI appreciate that Arlene, good looking out. I’ll speak to you later.”
    Chantal reasoned it was time to take Andre back to school. He had forgotten that she, too, started off as a player, but gave all that up when she got him. Hell, she didn’t have to play those games anymore because Andre could give her everything that she wanted. But now he was so comfortable he was starting to treat her like a bum bitch. Yeah, Chantal may be known as a party girl with a past reputation of being a high-priced ho, but that was the past. Now she was Chantal Morgan, his girlfriend and the mother of his child. There are privileges that come with that, but he was playing her out right now like she was just some other ho that he didn’t give a fuck about. Chantal was about to smack Andre back to reality and make him see exactly what was at stake.
    After hanging up with Arlene, Chantal called Shari. Her answering machine came on. Right when she was about to hit her on her cell she remembered Shari told her she was spending the night with her football player man. So Chantal called her back at home and left an emergency message saying to call her ASAP. One thing about Shari, she don’t care where she is; she calls first thing in the morning to check all messages. She believes that someone may call about some paper and she never liked to keep money waiting.
    Chantal could barely sleep that night. All she kept seeing was Andre putting his dick in Arisa. She knew how the game worked and never thought for a second that Andre was true to her, but to sport Arisa in front of cats that they chilled