She Took My Heart and Went Crazy 2

by A'zayler

  “Well, at this point, just run it through the paper and call it a day. If he doesn’t respond to your ad within a certain time frame, you’re as good as single again.”

  East was quiet, trying her best to remember anything from that night and couldn’t. That’s why she hated to drink dark liquor. Whenever she drank it, she could dance butt naked on the lawn of the white house, and she wouldn’t remember a single detail about it.

  “East?”

  “Huh?” East went back to her and Jaylen’s conversation.

  “Have you ever considered that you might have married Killian and not Yeshi?”

  East was stumped because she had truly not given that an ounce of thought. “You know what, Jay? I hadn’t.”

  “You might need to check that out too, sis. I don’t see a man you barely know buying you a ring the size of the one you have. It’s massive, and Killian is a whole cake out here so I wouldn’t be surprised if he dropped stacks on you a ring like that, especially if you all were drunk.”

  “Ahhh damn, Jaylen.” East was truly baffled. “You are so right. Oh my god! What if I am Killian’s wife?”

  “Welcome to wife world then, bitch, because I can guarantee you that Killian isn’t giving you a divorce. He can lie to himself, Onyx, and Gabrion all he wants to, he’s never been this way with a woman. Not one that I’ve seen.”

  That made East smile. “Not even Sheena?”

  “I’ve never known them to be together, so I can’t say. She’s only given me the impression that she hates him.”

  “It’s a front, but that’s your friend so I won’t put you in the middle of this, but it’s off with that hoe’s head next time I see her.”

  Jaylen was in stitches for pretty much the rest of their phone conversation. When they finally got off, East went back into the building to discuss the whole co-signer option the lady kept presenting her with. She was in desperate need of her own space, but with no income, her application had come back denied. That had been a setback because she was past ready to leave Jaylen and Onyx’s house. She was grown and needed her privacy, especially if she was a wife now.

  6. So, What Does This Mean for Us?

  The rain coming down on his windshield was the perfect way to wash away his thoughts of East. She had been stuck on his mind since the scene she’d caused at Best Buy the other day. All night and day he had been doing his best to shake the thoughts of her and Yeshi so he could just take her back, but that shit was burning him way deeper than he’d ever thought it would. The amount of peace he didn’t have with that was eating away at him because all he wanted to do was love on her.

  He’d known he was growing feelings for East, but he hadn’t known it was to the extent of being heartbroken. His chest had literally been constricting every time he thought about her and that nigga Yeshi. Killian sucked his teeth and let his seat back further. He was in the parking lot of his gym preparing to go in but had taken a few moments to regroup before getting his day started.

  He prided himself on being professional and giving his clients his full attention, so the feelings he had brewing for East needed to carry their asses on somewhere. Hopefully to some soft ass nigga who liked to embrace women fucking him over because Killian wasn’t that dude, even if he wanted so badly to be.

  “Fuck this shit.” Killian picked up his phone and scrolled to Yeshi’s number.

  All day he had been debating on whether to call him. Killian had never been the dude to check another dude about his woman. That shit was simple as hell. He was way too playa for that. Just thinking about it, Killian tossed his phone down again. Fuck that. Him and that nigga Yeshi had been in the same circle before, and he’d forgiven him because of the circumstances. This time was it. He’d been bamboozled once, but this time it had been his fault.

  Light taps on his window brought Killian out of his thoughts. When Killian noticed Jaya’s smiling face at his window, his mind eased some.

  “What’s good, beautiful?” he asked her the moment his window had rolled completely down.

  “You headed in?”

  “Yeah, I’ll be in shortly. Just trying to put some thoughts together in my head right quick.”

  She poked her lip out and gave him a sympathetic look. “Anything I can help with?”

  “Nah, appreciate it, though.”

  Jaya leaned her head to the side as if she didn’t believe him but gave him a curt smile anyway before walking away. Killian watched her walk toward the door and inside before grabbing his phone and preparing to get out.

  He’d grabbed the handle and everything but ended up pulling his hand away and lying back in his seat again. With his eyes closed, he exhaled. East had grown into such a large part of his life that letting her go seemed wrong, more now than ever since she’d let it be known that she wasn’t leaving him alone. He’d never get a peace of mind with ending things between them if she didn’t carry her wild ass on somewhere. He laughed to himself as he thought about her in Best Buy’s parking lot.

  That had been some wild shit that he would have pulled. They were fucking soulmates. Nobody could tell him different, which was why he was tired of his mind taking him in the dumb ass circles he’d been twisting in for the past few days. His intentions with her had been past good, even when he didn’t know how to show it.

  “Fuck me,” Killian said without thinking. Seconds later, he was laughing. That was the same gay ass shit East always said.

  He shook his head. That girl was embedded in his mind. Maybe her spirit was in him. She’d told him that a couple of times after sex before and he’d brushed her off, but judging by the way his mind went back to her every few seconds. Maybe she was right.

  “Nigga, get your ass out of this car.”

  Gabrion’s voice startled Killian out of his trance. He was standing at the window with his gym bag thrown over his shoulder and a smirk on his face.

  “Why you ain’t at work?”

  “I had a dentist appointment today, so I took the rest of the day off. Why your ass ain’t at work? Out here in this car daydreaming and shit.”

  Killian sat up in his seat. “I ain’t daydreaming, pussy ass boy.”

  “Get your bitch ass out then, and let’s hit these weights.”

  Killian grabbed all of his things and made his way out of the car. He threw his backpack on his back and locked his doors before ascending the stairs to his gym. All eyes were on he and Gabrion as they moved through the lobby. Killian was more than positive the gawking women were focused more on Gabrion than him, but he didn’t sweat it. It was what it was.

  “You talked to your boy yet?” Gabrion asked as he stood in front of Killian pulling his gloves on.

  Killian was busy adding more weight onto their bar when he shook his head nonchalantly.

  “What you waiting on?”

  “What I look like questioning another nigga about my woman?”

  “Shit, you look like a man who needs to know what the fuck is up. I don’t see how you ain’t beat that nigga’s ass already.”

  “Ain’t no reason to.”

  Gabrion’s whole face frowned. “The fuck you mean it ain’t no reason to? How it ain’t? If you or Onyx marry any bitch I’m smashing, I’m on y’all muthafuckin’ ass. Period. I don’t give a fuck how y’all niggas feel about it either.”

  Killian’s laughter stopped him from loading their bar down with weights. “Nigga, I could never pull one of your bitches, and Onyx’s ole in love ass wouldn’t get far enough out of Jaylen’s behind to even try, so that’s a problem we’d never have.”

  “Why the fuck you always do that?” The annoyance in Gabrion’s voice changed the tone of their conversation.

  “Do what?”

  “Put yourself down? You could have any bitch you want, including one of mine. I ain’t saying try one of them, but you could,” Gabrion teased.

  Killian didn’t respond to Gabrion because he didn’t really have anything to say. He didn’t view it as him putting himself down,
it was just facts. He’d tried his hand at too many women in the past right alongside Gabrion with no success. He knew better than that now. Gabrion, Onyx, Jaylen, and whoever else had something to say about him being down on himself could keep their opinion. He was grown and had come to terms with his life; it was up to them if they hadn’t.

  “What East say? I heard y’all in there arguing the other night. I was about to ask you about that shit, but you stormed out of the house like a mad teenager.”

  The friends laughed together before switching spots on the weight bench. Gabrion stood behind Killian as he prepared to lift the bar above his head.

  “You know how women are. She was on some sorry shit, apologizing and talking about she wants me. She doesn’t even remember getting married. Let alone whether she let the nigga smash. Then gon’ pull up on me on some wild ass shit at Best Buy the other day. The shit was mad funny.” Killian laughed again when he thought about it

  “Onyx was telling me about that. I wish I could have seen it.” Gabrion put the weights on the bar. “I heard she son’d your ass too. Straight made you her bitch.”

  “Onyx loves telling shit wrong.”

  Gabrion laughed. “I’m glad she did it. I’m tired of your stubborn ass. You either gon’ figure this mess out with the girl and be with her or go ’head on. But, this moping bald headed hoe shit you doing is old.”

  Neither of them could hold their laughter after that. The lady at the machine next to them even laughed. Gabrion took that as an invitation to talk to her. He tapped her arm.

  “Aye, sweetheart, ain’t that what y’all women call it when girls do dumb, tacky stuff? Bald headed hoe shit?”

  She nodded with a big smile. “Yep, don’t be a bald-headed-hoe. You’re too good for that.”

  “Baby, don’t let this nigga drag you in his shit.” Killian smiled at her.

  The girl laughed and went back to her workout while Gabrion and Killian prepared for their first set of weights.

  “I could probably move on if I didn’t think she let the nigga smash.”

  “So, that’s what you’re really worried about? Him fucking her?”

  Killian nodded before lying back and grabbing the bar.

  “Wait a minute before you do this.” Gabrion grabbed the bar from Killian. “How do you care more about him fucking her than marrying her? That’s bogus as fuck, bruh.”

  “Because I know she ain’t marry that nigga. What I don’t know is if she gave up my pussy.”

  “What? How? Nigga, stop beating around the bush and say something.”

  Killian lay back and grabbed the bar again. Gabrion moved and allowed him to get his set in. Killian pushed the weights over his head repeatedly as he thought back to Las Vegas.

  “Aye, rise up real quick.” Killian pushed Sheena from his lap.

  “Where you going?” she asked without moving.

  Killian pushed her from his lap without answering. Sheena wasn’t his woman, so he didn’t have to explain anything to her. The only reason he’d kept her company that long was because he was trying to save face in front of East. Had she not been on the floor dancing with Yeshi when he’d come down the stairs, Sheena never would have gotten a second of his time.

  To see East’s ass all over Yeshi had made him feel some type of way. A way he couldn’t explain because dancing wasn’t shit. Maybe it was her dancing with him, or then again it could have been the way Yeshi was whispering all in her ear. Either way it went, it rubbed him the wrong way, so when Sheena walked past, he grabbed her. She’d been ducked off in his lap ever since, but it was over with for all of that the moment Yeshi and East walked out of the house.

  The way East had handled seeing him with Sheena was humorous, but only for that moment. When he spotted her leaving the house with Yeshi following her, all jokes were dead.

  “I know you’re not about to run after that damn girl.”

  Killian fished his keys from his pocket. “Mind your business.”

  “You’re chasing her when she’s chasing Yeshi.”

  His movement ceased when he gave her his attention. “You of all people would know what chasing Yeshi looks like, huh?”

  Killian didn’t bother to wait on her to respond because he’d heard it all before from her. There was nothing Sheena could say to him regarding Yeshi. That record had been played until it scratched and ruined the whole party. Whether she said anything more, Killian wouldn’t know because he’d already begun to walk away.

  He pushed his way through the partiers until he got outside. His eyes scanned the yard until he saw Yeshi sliding into a cab at the end of the curb. He couldn’t see East, but he was sure she had to have been in there with him. What other reason would he have to leave his own party?

  The adrenaline in Killian’s body was boosted as he watched the cab pull away before jumping into his rental and pulling off behind them. He followed closely to see where they were going. The moment he noticed them getting out to walk, he almost went crazy. The fuck did they think they were doing? Walking around like they were dating.

  The instinctive thoughts to get out and punch that nigga in the face were running rampant, but he continued driving instead. He needed to find a park. It took a little longer than he’d wanted it to because the strip was so busy, but it had given him a little bit of time to cool off. By the time he spotted them again, they were walking into the hotel that he and East were staying in.

  Yeshi’s arm circled East’s body, holding her tightly to him. It was clear that she was intoxicated, but it wasn’t on no sloppy shit. The fact that she was still able to walk in those stilts that she called heels gave way to the control she had over her body, so there was no need for all of the touching.

  Killian counted to himself, doing his best to control the voice telling him to go kick Yeshi in his mouth. It was loud as hell and drowning out everything logical. The only thing that calmed him was when East pulled away from Yeshi once they stopped in front of the elevators. Once again, she was trying to pull down the short dress, to no avail. It was short, and she needed to just let it be.

  “She’d better not be fucking this nigga,” Killian repeated to himself over and over as he watched the lights from the elevator as they passed floor after floor.

  When he finally stopped and got off, East and Yeshi were nowhere to be found, so he assumed they were in the room. He took a few deep breaths and paced the floor back and forth, trying to map out his next move. As much as he wanted to kick the door off the hinges, he refused to play himself like that. He’d long ago accepted the fact that he was second best. It was his own fault for thinking East was any different.

  He was always good enough until a more attractive man came along. Especially Yeshi. That nigga was every bitch’s type. Tall, yellow ass nigga with good hair and shit. The exact opposite of Killian.

  “Excuse me,” Killian spoke to the group of women who were passing him in the hallway.

  They nodded and kept their pace past him. Once he was finally able to approach the door, it was opening again. East and Yeshi were walking out laughing. East was in front of Yeshi with the black one-piece outfit he’d bought her earlier that day. It was paired with some gold sandals and a bunch of other gold shit. Her wrists, neck, and fingers all had gold accessories. Her hair was still neat in the bun, so clearly, they hadn’t done much, which relaxed Killian some.

  Yeshi also still looked put together. The same bottle of liquor he’d been carrying was in his hand while he followed her out. The moment his eyes caught Killian’s he smiled.

  “Boy, where the hell you came from? I thought your ass was still at the party.”

  “Nah, I left.” He looked from Yeshi to East.

  Her face was unreadable. She wasn’t smiling, but her frown wasn’t deep enough to indicate an attitude. Due to the large sunglasses she had on her face, he couldn’t tell what was going on with her eyes, but he could feel her. That, he could do. Her vibe was always on point with him. Never once had he not felt inv
ited to her.

  Killian grabbed her hand. “You headed out without me?”

  “Where’d you leave your little troll?”

  “Where she needs to be.”

  East scoffed and tried to walk past him, but he stopped her. With one hand, he grabbed her body, and with the other, he removed her phone from her hand. She’d been looking at it, but after the little show she’d put on with Yeshi, she was about to give him her attention. If she thought she was about to walk away from him, she had another thing coming.

  “You ain’t answer me.” Killian’s eyes darted to Yeshi before going back to East.

  He was now leaning on the door frame as his hazy eyes roamed over the two of them.

  “Why you left me at the party?”

  East snatched her glasses off her face quickly and glared at him. “Nigga, I know you didn’t.”

  Killian chuckled and pulled her closer to him and away from Yeshi. They weren’t extremely close, but she was closer to him than she was to Killian, and he didn’t like that. He didn’t stop pulling her until they were no longer standing in front of the door. East’s body swayed a little.

  “Oh, you drunk drunk?” He smirked.

  East tried to maintain her attitude but couldn’t and smiled then nodded. “I think so. I didn’t know it was going to hit me this hard.”

  “You skinny as hell. It ain’t that much this li’l body can take.”

  East blushed when he pinched the side of her stomach. “It can take what it needs to take.”

  “Like what?” Kilian challenged.

  “Like this dick.” East’s hand palmed him through his jeans.

  She was all laughs and giggles as she fell drunkenly into his chest. Killian held her and laughed as she continued to massage him through the jagged jean material of his pants. Not that he hadn’t already known before, but the way she was groping him highlighted her drunkenness.

  “I should hit you in your stomach for having Sheena sitting on it.” East stepped back so she could see his face but continued to rub her hand over his dick.

  Killian smiled at her coolly as he allowed her to feel him up in front of whoever may have been occupying the hallway. To be honest, it was more for Yeshi’s benefit than anything. Though he would never say it out loud, Killian loved the fact that she was showing him affection in front of him. Had she removed her hand from his dick, he probably would have put it back.