Page 27 of Entranced With the Hellhound

“That bitch pushed me. What was I supposed to do?” Blue frowns up at me.

“You’re supposed to come to me,” I respond, shaking my head.

“Bishop, be fucking for real. You want me to run cryin’ to you when a bitch gets in my face like I’m some sort of pussy? I wish the fuck I would. I’m gonna let you know right here and now: if these bitches want smoke, then I’m a barbecue their ass every fuckin’ time!” Blue puffs, putting her hands on her curvy hips.

All I can do is bust out laughing. I knew before the words left my mouth that Blue would rather separate sugar from salt before she would ever come to me for some petty bullshit. I normally wouldn’t get involved in the disputes the women have, but I won’t let these bitches try to bully my woman either.

I know what I have to do to nip all this shit in the bud. Blue might not like it, but she’ll have to get over it. I refuse to let anybody think they’re running me.

“Listen up, all you motherfuckers! Blue is officially my Old Lady. If anybody thinks about sayin’ somethin’ crazy to her or about her, think twice. Now, crank up the music. This is supposed to be a fuckin’ party!”

Blue wasn’t as pissed as I thought she’d be at my announcement. It’s not like it was a surprise to anyone anyway. We’ve been doing this dance for long enough that everyone knew it was coming.

“It’s about damn time you locked Blue down. I thought you’d never get your head outta your ass,” Rope says, sitting beside me at the bar.

“Yeah, well,” I grunt.

There’s no argument to make. I was being a stubborn asshole. I’m set in my ways, and I don’t see me changin’ anytime soon.

The party didn’t take long to get going again after Blue and Trixie’s fight. But Blue and some of the Old Ladies went off to freshen up. That’s code for rehashing the fight and talking shit about the bunnies.

The sweet butts and the bunnies got over the scuffle quickly too. They are back to partying and drinking like nothing ever happened. It isn’t unusual for the party to keep going no matter what around here. Too much shit can happen at any time for us not to enjoy ourselves whenever possible.

“So, you’re really claiming that bitch after everything we’ve been through?” Trixie comes out of nowhere to question me.

This bitch must really be fucking crazy.

I put my beer down so I could look her in the eyes properly. She must’ve been poppin’ pills or smokin’ crack cause it ain’t no way in hell she thought she could question me. I tried to somewhat save her feelings already by telling her in advance, but I didn’t owe her shit. I did that outta guilt.

“Bitch, we ain’t been through shit but a couple of condoms. I told your ass already what this was. There is no us. It ain’t ever gonna be an us.” I frown at the obviously delusional woman.

I had to put extra vitriol into my tone because Trixie ain’t pickin’ up what I’m puttin’ down. I don’t like to repeat myself, and she’s used up my last bit of patience. I’ve saved her ass twice, and she won’t take the gift. It ain’t gonna happen again.

“That’s how you really feel?” Trixie replies, hurt lacing her tone.

“Yes, bitch. Do you have to get your feelings hurt to understand? I tried to save you…”

“This bitch don’t wanna be saved. Now, take your funky ass on somewhere before Blue and the girls come back,” Tiny interrupts, shooing Trixie away from me.

Trixie stomps off without saying another word, and I just hope she finally gets it. It takes a lot to get banned from the clubhouse, but stirring up shit is one way to get gone real quick.

“I don’t think that one is wrapped too tight,” Rope says, watching Trixie leave.

“You got that right,” I mumble, sitting back down.

The party is back in full swing, and I still haven’t laid eyes on my woman again. I get up and go find her because I need her near me. We can finally be together without all of the bullshit between us, and I want to revel in that shit.

When I go to the back of the clubhouse, where the bathrooms are, Blue comes out. I take her in my arms and kiss her senseless before she can say a word. Her body automatically melts into mine, and she wraps her arms around my neck.

I kiss her until she’s breathless and gripping my hair. I slowly break the connection so I can lean back and gaze down into her beautiful face. Blue stares up at me with glassy eyes and a sweet, relaxed smile.

“Hey,” I whisper, pecking her plush lips.

“Hey,” Blue whispers back.

“You okay, slugger?” I ask, smiling.

“Don’t get me goin’ again. I just calmed down.” Blue slaps at my chest.