Page 71 of The Ninth

As much as I want to dump my sadness and problems onto my boo, I have to remember how he feels. I know it tears Kenzo up inside not being able to be there for me. Free my fucking nigga, YESTERDAY!

I heard the front door open and close. If I had the energy, I would get up and lock my shit before my friends came through. They always mean well...but I’m just not in the mood today. Not at all.

Tati came in first. She took off her shoes, her quarter zip, and then climbed into bed with me, getting under the covers. She looked at my wig and scrunched her eyebrows.

“You ain’t talked to K3? I know he got on yo ass!”

I chuckled lightly, “On my soul, he did.”

She sighed deeply. Even though my plate was overfilled with issues, I looked over at my friend.

“What’s wrong, Hot Tati.”

“I really do gotta leave Poncho alone for real. I ain’t really fucked with him since that rec center shit, but it’s just hitting me that it’s over for good, Cassie. I love him but I love Doodaman more. Kelisha used to do niggas in, but never in front of us. Doodas is too sweet to witness that toxic shit. It’ll never get better. Poncho wants either me or Doodas and I’m making the choice of Doodas for him.”

“I’m sorry, Tatianna. I know you wanted a family with him.”

“I did.”

“Well, what’s wrong with you, thicky?!” Kenzie asked, leaning on the doorframe.

“Regretting not going to see K3 today and then tomorrow...”

“Yeah,” they both nodded.

“Also, Juan’s done. I’m done with him and ended it.”

“BITCH, YOU LYING!” Tati yelled, sitting up.

I pointed to my things in the corner, piled up. “He Uber’d all my shit to me and I did the same to him. It’s been a couple days now. He’s blocked on everything. I’m done.”

“Casssieeee!” Kenzie sung, coming and rubbing my leg. “I know that hurt your feelings to do. But it was the right thing and I’m proud of you. You know where you belong.”

“Fasho, and that’s with Kenzo,” I nodded. “Just feel like I broke that boy.”

“Maybe he just hung around thinking he could break you...” Tati offered, staring at the ceiling.

For some reason, that landed a little heavier than Tati probably meant for it to. Am I taking too much blame in the Juan situation or not enough? The three of us remained silent as we heard Devyn come through the front door and her feet cross the apartment. Keep in mind, I ain’t seen this hoe in days.

“HI!” Devyn yelled all happy.

Tati sighed, “I hate when a hoe get fucked and act different.”

“Same,” Kenzie and I scoffed.

Devyn gasped, “I did not get----have sex!”

“I hate when hoes lie for no reason...” I groaned, rolling over.

“Same,” Kenzie and Tati said.

“I’m not lying! We actually decided to take it slow last night. I will let y’all meet him once we become official.”

“I hate when a hoe think a Chicago nigga ain’t been ran through before,” Kenzie laughed.

“SAME!” Tati and I yelled.

“I’m finna not tell y’all anything else,” Devyn snapped. The three of us snickered.