She Used to Be the Sweetest Girl(32)

“What you saying though? You think this shit my fault?” he asked, getting upset.

“No, not completely. But this would have never happened if I wasn’t talking to you. I don’t have this type of drama in my life.”

“This is what comes with fucking with a nigga like me Brix. You either gone fold under pressure or you gone boss the fuck up. This shit ain’t my fault. Bitches are gone hate for the rest of their lives. I told you I’d buy you a new whip.”

“And I told you I don’t want a new whip. Hello? Rissa, why did some female mess my car up,” Brix whined into the phone. She began running down the damages and how upset Mrs. Carla was going to be. Mel looked on, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe she was sitting up here blaming him. Yeah, his name was literally written all over it, but still. It wasn't like he knew who did it. It could have been anybody. Brix put Carissa on speaker and she started going off on Mel.

“Listen here, Shemel; my best friend does not need this shit. You better find out who fucked her car up before I do, or we gone have some problems!”

“You ain’t punking me girl. I don’t know who did this, but I’ma find out,” he replied, pulling his phone from his pocket.

“You sure better! Bitches out here thinking shit all sweet when they can really get touched. Oooh, I’m pissed! Brix, I’m on my way there, okay boo? Shemel, you better have something by the time I get there,” Carissa said, disconnecting the call. This shit had her hot. Unlocking his phone, Mel saw he had a few text messages from Rei.

Reilyn: (smiley face emoji)

Reilyn: Do I have your attention now?

“What the fuck,” he said under his breath, but loud enough for Brix to hear him.

“What’d you say?”

“Nothing man. I’ma holla at you later, alright? Give me a hug,” he told her, while standing up from the couch.

“Um okay.” Standing up, Brix wrapped her arms around Shemel. Squeezing her tight, he whispered in her ear that he was sorry. Brix didn’t know what he was apologizing for. It wasn’t his fault and she felt bad for taking her frustrations out on him. Kissing her forehead, Shemel told her he’d slide through later on to check on her.

Walking to his car, Shemel dialed Reilyn's phone, but it went straight to voicemail. Dialing her number again, she answered.

“Yes darling,” she said sweetly.

“Stop fucking playing with me, Rei. Did you do that to Brix’s car?” he spat, not trying to entertain her little game.

“Is that her name? Brix?” Reilyn laughed like she had no clue.

“Yeah, okay. Yo ass laughing now. Meet me at my house, now!” he yelled into the phone.

“Okay, daddy,” Reilyn said, grinning. She had him just where she wanted him.

Shaking his head, he hung up the phone and sped to his house. He didn’t know what possessed her to do some grimy shit like that, but she was definitely about to pay for it.





Eight


Pulling up to his house, Shemel saw Reilyn’s car already parked in the driveway. Seeing him hop out of his truck, Reilyn stepped out of her car with a grin on her face. She was happy about more than a few things. One, being her plan went through successfully, and the other being that Shemel had actually shown up. He wasn’t big on taking orders from many people and she knew that. Walking up to him, Reilyn tried to give him a hug and Shemel pushed her into his passenger door.

“Why you do that grimy shit huh! You that salty, you gone go fuck up her car?” he asked enraged.

“Are you serious right now?” Reilyn asked calmly. Too calm in Shemel’s opinion. She was playing cool like the stunt she just pulled was an everyday thing for her. Running her hand down Shemel’s chest, Reilyn pulled him in closer.

“You know I like it when you get rough.”

Pushing her back once more, Shemel turned and walked toward the front door. If all Reilyn wanted was a little attention, she definitely had received it. Following behind him, Reilyn closed the door once they made it inside. Removing her jacket, she walked toward the living room and took a seat. She came over here for one thing and one thing only.

Some dick.

Sure she enjoyed him coming to her beck and call over his sweet little Brix, but she knew Brix wasn’t giving up the goods. At least not yet anyway. Reilyn played that to her advantage.

“What you getting all comfortable for man? I’m not fucking with you.”

“But you are though. That’s what you don’t understand,” Reilyn said smirking.

“Why’d you do that to her car? Answer that.”

“Because I wanted to and it was so easy. You know how I get when I don’t get my way.”