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showed that nigga where I lived. I’m so mad I even wasted time with his bum ass in the first place.”
    I pushed my hair out of my face and sighed. “Yeah, I recognized Stax from his cornrows, but a snitch is not something that I am, so I wasn’t about to tell the police that I knew who did this. But he needs to be dealt with.”
    “I know , and I’m gonna handle it. This is so fucked up, because I had such a great night and this bullshit just knocked me off my high.”
    “ Well Dalia, I don’t even feel like getting into how my night went.” I recapped what happened with Courtney and I drew a headache. “And this shit just threw me way off. All I know is that ol’ boy needs to be handled.”
    “Yo, it’s just like him to do some dumb shit like this. This shit is foul, Tyra!” Dalia seemed hurt that Stax would go against her and disrespect our home. “Three months ago, we were fuckin’ in his living room because his mom was at Bingo, when someone came through trying to knock the door down. Girl, guess who it was?”
    “Who?” I asked.
    “Girl it was Rent-A-Center coming through to get their furniture back. The furniture we just finished fuckin’ on.”
    We both laughed, a laugh we both needed after our stressful night.
    “Are you serious right now? That shit is bananas.”
    “I’m dead serious. So it’s no wonder he came to take our shit, because he hardly has anything at home.”
    “ Dalia, I honestly don’t think he came here to steal our shit so that he can come up. I think he came here to get back at you for not taking him back. So I’m serious, call your father, have him instill some fear in this nigga’s heart or something.”
    Dalia drowned her head into the carpet. “ You’re right, he never thought I’d leave him because I had always taken him back when we broke up. But he is not ruining what I have with Seary. I’m gonna call my dad first thing in the morning.”
    “Cool. Let’s go get some sleep before our asses get fired tomorrow.”
    “Alright.”
    I tossed and turned the whole night. I kept thinking about the plain jane looking bitch that came up to question me about Courtney. It wasn’t settling well with me. I hoped that Courtney was as genuine as he came off, because I didn’t purposely stay single this long to be wrapped in any new bullshit.
    Bright and early in the morning , both Dalia and I had to drag ourselves out of bed. I felt like the ride to the office was the perfect time to explain to Dalia what happened at the club. I should’ve known she would take his side.
    “Ok listen, he told YOU to come to the club with HIM , not her. If he wanted her to be in VIP with him, then he woulda called her ass to come out with him. But no, he was there with your pretty ass and that plain bitch was probably watching from afar, hating like shit.”
    “But at the same time, why would she feel like she had the right to confront me? Girls don’t confront other girls unless they still have some type of situation still going on with the nigga.”
    “It don’t matter , Tyra. She’s just bitter because he don’t want her no more. Not to mention, he reached for your hand and pulled you away right in front of her face. That’s like letting her know, ‘bitch you DON’T matter’.”
    Dalia had me cracking up . She made good points, but at the same time, I was no fool. I had to keep my eyes open and assess the situation for myself.
    “Damn, speaking of Court, read these text messages.” I tossed my phone into Dalia’s lap and she smiled.
    She batted her eyes at me like she was cupid about to shoot my ass with an arrow. “Awwww, girl, he sent you six straight text messages apologizing and explaining that he’s not the type of man to play with your heart. I say, don’t hold this against him, accept his apology and move forward.”
    I rolled my eyes at Dalia and then heard my phone vibrate in her hands. “He said he’s hosting another spot tonight, and wants y’all to go