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  Within seconds, she texts me back.

  Oh, so I’m just good enough to fuck and that’s it. Naw you got me fucked up. You fucked with the wrong bitch. Bet on that.

  ~Mel~

  I looked at the message and simply shook my head. I wasn’t about to entertain her crazy ass any longer. Her meager threats didn’t even faze me. I had other things on my mind. I started up my car and decided to head home. Well, I intended on going home, but for some reason I found myself in Savannah’s neck of the woods.

  This was pathetic and I knew it, especially since she had a restraining order against me at one point in time. I pulled up to her house, but she wasn’t home. I forgot she worked twelve-hour shifts. I placed my head in my hands and sighed. It was definitely time for me to move on. Despite our time apart, I still love Savannah more than life itself, but I knew it wasn’t healthy to keep putting myself through this. I stayed in her driveway for a minute longer before leaving. I made up in my mind I was finally ending this chapter in my life. It was just time for me to get my balls back and move on. They say karma is a bitch and she is showing me just how much of a bitch she really is.

  Chapter 7

  Savannah

  It’s been well over a week and I still couldn’t get Brandon out of my head. Seeing him brought back so many memories, good and bad. I sighed and grabbed the remote. I needed something to distract me from my thoughts. I should be getting ready for the big party Brian is having at his club tonight, but I wasn’t in the mood. He’s starting to wear on my nerves anyway.

  Brian is cool, but he’s not Brandon. He was a distraction in the beginning, but now he’s starting to bore me. He wants to take things to another level, but I’m just not feeling him like he’s feeling me. I should be up front and tell him how I feel, but I just don’t have the heart. My phone began to ring and I kindly ignored it as I continued to flip through the channels. I settled on watching reruns of Charmed.

  I grabbed one of the pillows that decorated my couch and hugged it to my chest. Don’t do it, I tried to coach myself, but it didn’t’ work. Tears escaped the corners of my eyes without my permission. So many questions ran through my mind. I thought we were happy. The night before he forced me to walk out of his life we’d just talked about building a family. It almost happened, but he threw it all away in the blink of an eye.

  I took out the picture I had stuffed in my pocket and traced the outline of his face. Whitney Houston’s song popped in my mind, ‘Why does it hurt so bad? Why do I feel so sad? I thought I was over you, but I keep crying.’

  Knock! Knock!

  The banging on the door startled me. I jumped and placed my hand to my throat. I stuffed the picture back in my pocket, wiped my tears and stood up. I wasn’t expecting company.

  “Who is it?”

  “It’s me.”

  I rolled my eyes as I unlocked the door. “I guess you forgot how to use your phone, huh?”

  “Nope,” Roxie said as she strolled in and walked directly into the living room. “You ain’t ready yet?” She asked as she sat down on the couch and made herself at home. “What’s wrong with you?”

  “Nothing, and no I’m not ready because I’m not going,” I said plopping down on the couch beside her. I was surprised she even agreed to go to the party with me when I mentioned it to her. I know she doesn’t like Brian.

  “Well, that’s cool with me. I really don’t feel like going anyway,” she said kicking off her Red Bottom heels.

  “Can you even breathe in that dress?”

  “Nope.”

  I shook my head. “You are such a slut.”

  “Yep, but my bills are paid, my hair done and a bitch stay stacked.”

  “Yeah, okay.”

  “What’s wrong Vee?”

  “Nothing,” I lied as I directed my attention towards the television screen.

  “Come on Vee. I know you like the back of my hand. I know when something is up with you.”

  I sighed and folded my arms underneath my breast. “I ran into Brandon last week.”

  Roxie never did care too much for Brandon. The frown on her face clarified that even more once I mentioned his name.

  “Vee, I know you are not sitting here crying over his sorry ass.”

  “Roxie I can’t help it. You of all people should understand. That was my A one since day one.”

  “Wait, I thought I was your A one.”

  “Roxie, you know what I mean,” I said with a frustrated sigh.

  “No, I don’t Vee. When are you going to realize that nobody has your back like I do? I told you straight out the gate how Brandon got down. Did you listen? No. Now you up here moping around behind his no good ass. You should have left his ass after he cheated the first time.”

  “Forget I even mentioned it.”

  “Don’t get mad. I’m just keeping it cut throat wit you.”

  There was more to the story and Roxie knew it. I wasn’t even about to go there with her because in my opinion, she was being insensitive. She knew me and Brandon had history. It was dumb of me to think she would even understand.

  “Whatever Roxie,” I said tearing up. “You know damn well it’s more than that.”

  “Look Vee, I’m not trying to argue with you. I know you don’t want to hear this, but God does everything for a reason. Maybe it wasn’t meant for you to have a baby,” she said putting her arms around me.

  Hearing those words brought on a fresh bout of tears. I was almost four months pregnant when I miscarried. I never got a chance to tell Brandon he was going to be a daddy.

  “Just leave it alone Roxie,” I said shaking my head.

  There was a pregnant pause. Roxie continued to hold me in her embrace. It was all good because I needed that shoulder to lean on until she took things way in left field. The first time she kissed me on my cheek I didn’t think anything of it, but after the fourth time it became a little uncomfortable.

  “You know what I think, I want to go to this party after all,” I said quickly jumping up. I saw a look of disappointment dance across her face. “I’ll be right back.”

  “You need me to help you pick out an outfit?” She asked as I walked away.

  “No, I’m good,” I yelled over my shoulder.

  Chapter 8

  Roxie

  I pouted a little when Savannah decided to break up the special moment we shared. She was vulnerable and I knew I almost had her. It was no secret how I got down in the sheets, but don’t get it twisted, when it comes to women I don’t eat twat. I tell them straight up if you want to do me that’s fine, but don’t expect me to return the favor.

  Savannah would be the exception. I can’t help my attraction to her. I’ve been in love with her since I was seven-years-old. My life was fucked up. My father was an alcoholic and my mother was a wanna be elite socialite. We lived in a nice neighborhood and that’s only because my grandmother died and left my daddy the house.

  He made my life a living hell. Every day he’d come home and beat me just because. To make a long story short, we were dead broke. My father lost his job due to his heavy drinking and my mother was too busy spending money that we didn’t have to fit in with the rich and famous. Needless to say, we barely had enough money to feed ourselves. We didn’t have any running water, and we often had to live without electric.

  I was the schools fun dummy because I was forced to go to school with dirty clothes, a not so pleasant smell because we had no running water. My classmates never let me live it down either. I used to be so embarrassed to have to go to school with the same clothes on for three days straight because my mother was too busy spending the little bit of money we did have and my father was too busy getting drunk.

  That all changed when Vee and her family moved in next door to us. She stuck up for me when no one else would. The teachers wouldn’t even take the time out of their busy schedules to help me, but Vee did. I remember praying to God every night and he finally answered my prayers when Vee came along. She was li
ke the sister I never had and her parents were like the ones I always wanted. They looked out for me and have always treated me just like their own.

  “I’m ready,” Vee called out interrupting my trip down memory lane.

  I looked up and the pearl between my legs began to pulsate. She looked cute with her hair styled into a bun on top of her head. She wore a cream-colored belly shirt, blue shorts, and gold gladiator sandals. Large gold hoop earrings dangled from her ears. She is so beautiful with her bright eyes and long curly eyelashes. Her thighs were toned and inviting. Her ass wasn’t as big as mine, but it was just enough to fill out the shorts she had on.

  “You ready?” She asked as she browsed through her purse.

  “Yeah,” I sighed. I really wasn’t in the mood to go because I knew Brian would be there. I couldn’t stand his corny ass. I had a feeling I was going to be the third wheel.

  “Let’s bounce.”

  * * *

  Just like I thought, I was the odd man out. Brian and Vee were out on the dance floor acting like they were so in love. Vee was smiling all up in his face like she wasn’t crying over her ex, hours ago. I took a sip of my drink and carried my ass back to the table.

  I was getting play from dudes left and right, but I wasn’t in the mood to entertain or be entertained. I was in my feelings right now. I should have talked Savannah out of coming. I’ve had enough of Brian already, it was time to stop talking about it and be about it.

  “Hey, chick you having fun?” Vee asked as she sat down next to me. I watched her breast jiggle as she sat down. Brian was right on her ass like flies on shit.

  “Lots,” I replied sarcastically.

  The club wasn’t even all that in my opinion. Nothing really stood out about it. Yeah, it was big and had a few different sections with music for the young, old and in between. They had a little restaurant area. I mean the food was alright nothing to write home about. He may have a little clout because we got to chill a little bit with Rick Ross in VIP, but who really cared. I know I sound like I’m hating but it’s not that serious.

  “Come on Roxie don’t be like that,” Savannah nudged me.

  “What?” I asked shrugging my shoulders. “I said I’m having lots of fun,” I said taking another sip of my drink.

  “I’m going to grab something to eat. Y’all want anything?” Brian asked more to Vee than me, but I didn’t care.

  “No, baby I’m good,” Vee said.

  “You,” Brian asked.

  “Yep. I’ll take the hot wings with ranch dressing and hold the spit, please.”

  He smirked and nodded his head. “I’ll be right back baby,” he said bending down giving her a kiss on the lips.

  My insides started boiling and I had to look away. I couldn’t stand his ass. After their little moment was over I watched him walk away. He had his nose in the air like his shit didn’t stink. I looked at Vee. She had this look on her face like she was floating on cloud nine. I knew just what to say to wipe that goofy ass expression off her face.

  “Guess who I just saw?” I asked.

  “Who?” She asked as she bounced to Beyoncé and Jay Z’s, ‘Crazy in Love.’

  “Brandon,” I lied.

  She stopped dancing momentarily and shrugged her shoulders like she didn’t care, but the look in her eyes said something different. “So.”

  “Just thought I would let you know. I didn’t want you running into him.”

  “Was he with someone?” She asked.

  As I looked into her eyes, I knew I was about to crush her heart, but this was necessary. “Yeah,” I replied coolly as I took another sip of my now watered down drink.

  She sat back and folded her arms underneath her breast. My mission had been accomplished. I knew it wouldn’t take long. I’ll give her a good five to ten minutes and I knew she would be ready to go.

  Brian finally came back ten minutes later with my wings. Vee still hadn’t said anything, but I could tell by her demeanor she wanted to bounce. Brian wasn’t alone this time when he came back. I remained silent waiting for a formal introduction of his company, but none came. He handed me my food and directed his attention towards Vee. I guess he could tell something was up with her too.

  “What’s wrong baby?” He asked as he sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

  I bit the inside of my jaw to keep myself in check. Just the sight of him touching her had me fuming with anger.

  “Hey sexy.”

  I looked to my right and curled up my lips. I really was not in the mood, “Hey.” I tried to ignore him because I was trying to ear hustle over the music to see what was going on with Vee and Brian.

  “I’m Prince,” he said scooting closer to me invading my personal space. “I’m Brian’s little brother. He is too preoccupied with your girl over there I guess, but he still could have introduced us.”

  At first I wasn’t interested, but now I was all ears. I turned around and gave him my million dollar smile, but before we could start a decent conversation, Vee whispered in my ear that she was ready to go.

  Dayum, I said to myself.

  “Sorry, I have to go,” I shrugged my shoulders as I stood up.

  “Aye, can I get your number?” He asked grabbing me by the arm.

  “Sure,” I smiled. I shelled out the digits effortlessly.

  “I’ll walk you to the car,” Brian said grabbing Vee by the hand.

  I rolled my eyes and watched as Vee said nothing, but nodded her head. Brian and Vee led the way with me and Prince tagging behind them. He was talking my damn ear off like he was hard up for some pussy or something. It was a turn off because he was trying too hard.

  The other dude, I think I heard Prince call him Ace said nothing. Now he was more my speed. He was tall, dark and handsome. He looked a lot like Brian just a much better version. I could tell he appreciated my body because as soon as I stood up his eyes freely gave my body the once over. I gave him a suggestive nod, but he didn’t return the favor. He was loyal. He must have known Prince wanted me.

  As we made our way through the crowd, luck must have been on my side. I was lying my ass off when I said I saw Brandon in the club with another girl, but here he was bright as day dancing and grinding on the next bitch. I didn’t even have to see Vee’s facial expression. Her body language said it all. She looked back at me and hauled tail to the exit. Brian did all he could to keep up with her.

  “So, can I call you sometime?” Prince asked trying to be sexy I guess. He kept licking his lips every five seconds like he was LL Cool J or something.

  “I gave you my number didn’t I?” I asked still trying to ear hustle as we stood outside of Vee’s truck, but I couldn’t hear well because they were whispering. I wasn’t feeling that, like they were trying to be all secretive and shit.

  “You got jokes I see,” Prince said rubbing his hands together as he looked me up and down like he wanted to devour me or something.

  “You ready?” Vee asked me.

  “Yeah,” I said.

  “I’ll see you later,” I heard her say to Brian.

  “See you,” I said over my shoulder to Prince as I turned around ready to get in the truck.

  “Wait, can I get a hug?” He asked.

  “Sure,” I said, sucking my teeth. He was so damn thirsty. I turned around intending to give him just a quick hug, but he grabbed me in a bear hug. He held onto me like he actually knew me.

  “Okay,” I said removing myself from his embrace.

  “My bad,” he said laughing as he stood back and gave me some breathing room. “It’s just that I feel a connection to you already.”

  I guess he thought I was born yesterday. That corny ass line didn’t even faze me. “Bye,” I said as I hopped in the truck beside Vee.

  “I’m a call you,” Prince said placing an imaginary phone to his ear by using his pinky and thumb finger.

  “Okay,” I mouthed before turning my attention back to Vee. “You good?” I asked.

/>   “Yeah, I’m straight.”

  “Is it because of Brandon?”

  “No.”

  I could tell she was lying, but I didn’t press the issue. “You want me to stay with you tonight?”

  She shook her head no. “Brian’s coming over later.”

  I frowned. “What?”

  “Brian is coming over later,” she repeated as if I didn’t hear her the first time.

  I folded my arms underneath my breast and shook my head. I looked out the window and allowed my thoughts to race through my head. It was time for me to put some shit in motion.

  Chapter 9

  Savannah

  As soon as I arrived back home I managed to convince Roxie that I was okay and she could leave. She offered to stay with me, but after the odd moment we had earlier I felt it would be best if she went home. I kicked off my shoes and headed upstairs to my bedroom. Brian would be over later and I needed to take a bath.

  Once I reached my room, I stripped down to my birthday suit and headed to my bathroom. I grabbed my bath and body works Vanilla Bean, and turned on the water. When it was to my desired temperature, I hopped in. The water felt good, but it did little to ease the tension in my body.

  Seeing Brandon out with someone else did something to me and to add insult to injury it wasn’t the same girl I saw him with at Chick Fila. The fact that he looked like he was actually having a good time did something to my heart. I knew he would eventually move on, but seeing it up close and personal had me feeling some kind of way. To put icing on the cake, the bitch was gorgeous. I soaked for a good half an hour before heading back to my bedroom. I walked past my dresser, grabbed a bottle of lotion and sat down on my bed.

  My cell phone began to sing. I could hear it, but I couldn’t remember what I did with it. I stood up and placed my hand on my hips trying to figure out where the noise was coming from. I looked at my clothes on top of my dirty clothes hamper and watched as the shorts I had on earlier lit up. I walked over to my close hamper grabbed the shorts and pulled out my cell phone. As soon as I saw the number my heart dropped to my stomach. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was a little past two-thirty in the morning.