Free Official Girl 2 by Charmanie Saquea Page A

that bad.”
    “Ladybug, you remember what happened when you were nine. I knew then that yo ass was a hot head.”
                  “But that’s different.” I put my head down remembering that horrible occasion.
                  “Why didn’t you ever tell us about that?” Mykell asked.
                  “You know?” I asked surprised.
                  “I told him,” Ramone said.
                  “What happened?” Kamil asked confused about what we were talking about.
                  “Nothing, I don’t wanna think about it anymore.”
                  “Cool.”
                  The change of tone in his voice didn’t go unnoticed, well not by me at least. I also noticed he looked at me funny. “Neicey, come here. Let me holla at you real quick,” he said, walking to the bathroom.
                  I already knew what he wanted to talk about, but I went anyways.
                  “You think that was some cute shit you just pulled out there? Huh?” he asked walking up on me.
                  “Kamil, what the fuck is you talking about?” I asked playing dumb.
                  “You know what the fuck I’m talking about. Out there fighting in the damn club like you some type of rat bitch or something.”
                  I was a little taken aback because he had never spoken to me like that before.
                  “Look Kamil, you got the shit twisted. Especially if you think I’m not going to protect myself.”
                  “That’s just it Reneice. You weren’t fighting for you; you were fighting for that nigga out there. Not even an hour after I proposed to yo ass. What, this don’t mean shit to you?” he asked taking my hand with the ring on it.
                  “Kamil, you tripping and you better fix that damn attitude. I don’t know what’s wrong with you tonight, but let’s not have this lil episode ever again,” I said walking out of the bathroom. I know he was feeling some type of way, but damn.
                 
Kamil
                  I was still pissed off about the shit that happened that night. She claimed she didn’t want the nigga but for some reason I still felt like I had to compete with his ass. Fuck that. I put too much time in for him to come back in and think he’s gonna take her back.
                  My thoughts were broken by Neicey’s scream. I looked at her like she was crazy. “MY CAR,” she screamed again. I looked out the passenger side window and saw what she was having a fit about. “Damn!” Her shit is fucked. All the windows were busted out, her tires were flat, and it had dents in it everywhere. Somebody had spray painted the word “bitch” on the hood and trunk. She went and took a piece of paper from under the wiper. She read it and threw it on the ground. “What the fuck?” she yelled on the verge of tears.
                  I picked up the paper and read, “ You better watch your back you dumb bitch.” It was signed xoxo at the bottom. “I’ma kill that bitch,” she fumed, walking towards the front door. I had a gut feeling who was behind it, but I wasn’t going to say anything until I knew for sure. “Who do you think did it?” I asked.
                  “It had to be Lisa’s bitch ass!” I was almost positive I knew who it was, and I didn’t think it was Lisa. “Baby, just go lay down and get some rest. It’s almost 4:00 in the morning. We’ll figure this out in the morning and I’ll take you to get a new car.”
                  She sighed, “Alright, Kamil.”
                  Truth was, I was happy the car was trashed. That was the same car that Mykell had gotten her for Christmas when they were together. I had been trying to get her a new car for the longest, but