𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 - Chapter 23: Chapter 23

I ran into the apartment fast trying to avoid DeAndre. My eyes were blurry from the tears and by the way my body was shaking and my heart was beating I could tell I was having an anxiety attack.
My hand was over my chest as I ran into my room and closed the door behind me. I looked in the mirror at my neck seeing the bruise starting to form.
"Aye you straight?" I quickly covered my neck with the bob cut I was modeling.
"I'm fine DeAndre." My voice cracked as I spoke.
"Where he at?" His voice was much harder than before. He was mad as hell.
"He didn't do anythin-"
"If you not saying where he at don't say shit Tiana. Lock the door behind me." He walked into his room and I followed behind him watching as he grabbed his favorite glock.
"Dee, please." I cried and grabbed his arm trying to stop him.
"Tiana! Don't touch me! You keep running back to this nigga and he keep cheating on you! YOU NOT TIRED OF THAT SHIT?! You already know how I am about you but how can I help you when you keep going back to him?!"
𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝙸𝙻 — 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆
I sat up quickly with tears running down my cheeks. My eyes felt puffy and I had a slight headache.
"You okay?" Myla looked back at me from her vanity. She was in a panty set and putting a wig on.
I nodded and laid down grabbing my phone to check the time. It was 10: 10 AM and our ceremony started at 5 but we had to be there by 3:30 to go over everything again.
I had a text from Dior and one from Deontae. I responded to Dior first then read Deontae's text.
Tae
you done acting like a ho?
Tiana💙
Bitch ain't nobody been acting like a ho stop trying me Deontae.
Tae
fuck off my phone ho
I rolled my eyes and blocked his number then deleted our chat. Bitch ass nigga.
I laid back and stared at my home screen seeing a picture of me and DeAndre. God I miss him so much.
"You still gone be here for my birthday?" Myla asked, getting up from her chair with a scarf around her hairline.
"Of course babe. You have me till June 15th." I walked into her bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
"Where are your parents?"
"They went to go visit my grandparents in Hawaii." I heard the annoyance in her voice.
"They're going to miss your graduation?" I peeked my head in the room.
"Your parents going to miss yours?" She shot back and I squinted my eyes at her before laughing softly.
"Wow." I started to pack my stuff and slid my slides on.
"No Tink I didn't mean it like that." Myla rushed and tried to grab my bag.
"Nah that's exactly what you meant." I pushed her away and walked out the room with her hot on my trail.
"No it's not! Stop thinking you know everything and just listen to me!" She yelled and I sighed turning around.
I was standing on the stairs with her in front of me.
"I- I'm sorry i'm just upset that my parents aren't going to be here." She apologized.
"You don't think I feel the same way? You have your parents you have everything you could ever want!" I shouted before turning around and walking away. As I walked down the hall to the door I saw a picture hanging on the wall.
It was a little girl and a little boy but before I could look closer at it Myla called out my name.
"Are we still going to graduation together?"
"You think you can just say what you said and think everything gone be peaches and cream?" I raised my eyebrow at her. "You crazy as hell." I laughed and walked out.
Once I got in my car I drove off. I couldn't go to Deontae so I went to the one place that made me happy.
Waffle house.
I sat in my car and brushed my hair back into a ponytail and walked inside.
I ordered my food and sat in my booth with my back against the wall and my legs on the seat.
After about 10 minutes of waiting a waitress came out and just to my luck it was Heaven. I haven't seen her since I whooped her ass in the cafe.
Her face was bruised and she looked way skinner than before. None of my business.
"Did you make this?" I asked as she sat the food in front of me.
"No." She whispered and I nodded.
"Good." I said a quick prayer and dug into my food as she walked off.
"So you blocked me?"
I can't ever catch a break. I ignored him and continued to eat and scroll on tiktok.
"Act deaf if you want i'll fuck you up in this restaurant on hood." He pushed my leg down and sat next to me.
"Fuck you and yo hood bitch." I mumbled and he looked around and grabbed my neck almost making me choke on my eggs.
"Listen-"
"No you listen you gone stop grabbing on me and shit. You disappear on me for four days and think you can just pop up and we be cool?" I pushed his arm away. "Can I get this to go?" I waved my arm.
"You not my bitch I don't have to text you everyday." His face scrunched up.
"I'm not yo bitch right? So stop acting like you my nigga." I slid across his lap and started to pack my food into the containers.
"Fuck you then." He stood up and I nodded.
"Cool." I packed it into the bag and walked out.
As I walked out the door this dude tried to get my attention.
"Aye ma-"
"No you can't have my number and no we can't be friends." I continued to walk away.
"Bitch you dropped yo airpods. You not even all that lame ass hoe." He spat then I heard his friend join in.
"Hoe ain't even a glass of water."
I snatched my airpod case from him and stormed to my car.
To past by time I drove to the graveyard where my brother was buried. I haven't been here since the ceremony.
As I walked up towards his tombstone I seen a 2 women standing there with their back to me.
My face scrunched up as I started to speed walk towards them.
"Excuse me." Slipped past my lips harshly and the two women turned to face me.
My jaw dropped in shock to who they were. One had a large belly and the other eyes were puffy and red.
𝙼𝚢𝚕𝚊 "𝙼𝚢" 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚎
"Ahhhh turn upppp my bitch birthday coming up!" Andrea hyped me up as I twerked before getting in the car.
"Period! Please don't play with me." I swiped my hand under my chin.
"Girl so tell me why when I was in Atlanta I met Ace's ex girlfriend and she just thought she was all of that and a bag of chips." She rolled her eyes and I looked over at her.
"Girl which one you know my brother a hoe."
"Tink. She not even cute." She typed in her instagram and showed me.
"She's so annoying! That bitch swear she perfect and feel like everyone suppose to feel bad for her because her brother died and that she got raped." I rolled my eyes as Andrea continued to make fun of her pictures.
"Bitch didn't even get raped forreal. If she as hard as she say and make herself seem then she would of shot the nigga." Andrea pointed out.
"Exactly! Bitch was fake sad the whole time and then she tried to get Nic to fuck her! She a hoe that want everybody nigga." I added.
My phone started to ring with Ace's ringtone I had set for his contact.
Speaking of...wassup Ace." I put the phone on speaker.
"Don't go to graduation I got some niggas that's gone handle Tink and Deontae there."
𝙳𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚎 "𝚃𝚊𝚎" 𝙼𝚌𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢
"Where you been at?" I sat in the passenger seat of King's car. He hasn't really be around like he usually do.
"Just been doing make up packets so I can graduate. A nigga was failing 3 classes but now I get to walk with y'all." He smiled to himself.
I nodded and checked Tink's messages but I was still blocked. Bum ass hoe.
"What's been up with you and Tink? How that shit went in Atlanta?" He looked at me.
"Fuck that hoe and don't speak on her no more." I pulled out another backwood packet and unrolled it.
"Ma dukes gone be there today?"
"Ain't no telling man. I haven't seen her ass in months it's cool though." I shrugged and leaned back in my seat.
I walked into the apartment but stopped in the doorway. It felt off.
I pulled my glock from my waistband and slowly walked around the apartment checking over my shoulder every other second till I got to my room and seen my mom going through my stuff.
"What are you doing?!" I tucked my glock in my waistband again and pulled her arm.
"Don't put yo hands on me!" She sent a slap across my face and it took everything in me to not Chris Brown her ass.
"You been stealing my money?" She pulled out a wad of cash that I thought I hid well.
My face scrunched up at her. "That's my shit!"
"If it's under my roof then it's mine! You don't own shit in this house. That's yo problem now!" She grabbed the duffle bag of cash and walked out. I was right behind her.
"You not taking this." I snatched the bag from her and she turned around surprised.
She walked away and I walked to my room and started to pack a bag. I was not about to stay here.
"You think i'm playing with you." I looked up and seen my mom standing in the doorway with a knife in her hand. "I let you pass with all this acting like a thug and all these tattoos on your face like you've lost your goddamn mind!" Her voice started to get louder.
"You're dumbass daddy should have just gotten rid of you like he did the other one." She walked off.
"You want me to drop you off at the trap? I got some business to handle." King snapped me out the flashback.
"Yea man." I rubbed my hands over my face and put the rolled backwood in the packet.