Disrespectfully, Relic

by Antoinette Sherell

“Look, you dumb, delusional, ditzy ass bitch! I tried to be nice, but now you’re pissing me off. Do you think we have time for your fucking emotions when there is real business to handle? He’s not in the mood to get his dick sucked, so either put your man on the phone, or tell us where to meet him. As a matter of fact, I’ll send you a location to meet him. If I don’t get a confirmation back within five minutes, I will ruin your life and beat your ass just because it’ll make me feel good. I’m hanging up, and your goofy ass better not call back.”

“I think that whatever you come up with is fine, Kennedy. It’s your world.” “Is it, really?” “Until I say otherwise, absolutely.”

If you’re going to play the game, then play it to win. Don’t let it play you.

“Are you going to miss me when I’m gone?”

“No, because you’re not going anywhere. I don’t know what fucking magic trick we’re going to pull out our asses, but we’ll fix it.” “We?” “Yes, we. I’m the queen, Relic. How do you expect to win without me?”

“I’m getting picked up soon, and there’s no way around it. I’ll need you to play your position. You have to do everything I’ve taught you in my absence, Kennedy, and what’s in this folder stays between us. My family will know when they know.”

“Let’s detach, Larenn.”

Relic rolled his jaw while wishing he’d gotten attached to a weaker bitch because Kennedy would move on with her life as soon as his cell door clang shut. She’d proved it with her first love that she wasn’t staying around for any bullshit.

If Kennedy did nothing else, she made a promise to herself that she’d always maintain her relationship with Jahleel. He was too damn sweet to deserve the short end of both parental sticks.

“Fuck, Kennedy. You a nasty ass slut, and I love that shit.”

“You suck another nigga’s dick like this, and on Jahleel, I’ll murk his ass. You hear me, Larenn?”

“Shit, you’re moaning like you love eating this dick, Kennedy.” “I do, daddy. I do,”

“Stop whining and take this dick like a good bitch. Let me show you why you ain’t ever going no-fucking-where, Larenn.”

“You’re fucking with my head, Larenn.”

“Fuck me over, and I’ll kill you. You hear me, Kennedy? I will kill yo ass dead.”

Don’t tell me, you’re about to try to fuck me on a floor mattress with no sheets.”

Lmfao!

“If I was going to off you, Kennedy, you would’ve never woken up. Screaming, crying, and begging gets on my nerves, so I would’ve put a pillow over your head while you were knocked out, and shot you through it.”

Her girls would have to forgive her or get an eye for an eye because she wasn’t going down without a fight. The best advice Relic had taught her was that it boiled down to either them or her... and she’d always choose herself.