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“Oh, now I can’t touch you?” Briggen grabbed Shan and gave her a big bear hug. He whispered in her ear, “Why are you treating me like this? I swear I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”

“I don’t know you. Who are you?” She was trying to squirm out from between his arms.

“You don’t know me?” he asked, surprised. “I could have sworn I heard you calling my name when I was lickin’ on this juicy pussy.”

“Nigga, please! What is your name? Is it Briggen or is it Calvin? I should have at least known who it was that I was allowing to lick my pussy!”

“Why are you so pissed about a name? Damn girl. My name is Calvin. My nickname is Briggen. That’s what my friends call me.”

“What about the other women who you fuck? Who are you to them? What do they call you?”

“When I was bangin’ you I wasn’t thinking about other women. I was only concerned with you, so other women shouldn’t matter.”

“Nigga fuck you!” she spat.

“Damn girl. All you doing is turning me on with this attitude of yours.” Along with the smell of her hair, skin, and the warmth of her body. “A’ight look. I prefer that you call me Calvin. When I’m with you that’s who I am. I didn’t want Briggen to scare you away. You appear to be a good girl.”

She laughed even though she was pissed. “That’s a good one. You know what? Y’all niggas ain’t shit! Now let me go!” She punched him in his chest. “Big liar! That’s who you are to me.”

“A’ight. I deserve that, but I’m not letting you go until we talk.”

“Talk about what? What is there to talk about? You got what you wanted. Talk!” She was practically screaming. “You wasn’t trying to talk when I was paging you. You never even answered your cell phone. Talk? You didn’t even call to say that I was a good piece of ass, let’s do that again! Nigga, please! We don’t have shit to talk about! Now let me go!”

“Are you going to at least let me apologize?”

“Let me go liar.” She tried to squirm away.

“I’m not letting you go until you at least hear me out. I had to go out of town for some important business. And then as soon as I got back, I had to turn right back around and head back out that same night. You were on my mind, but business comes first. And that’s not a lie. You think I was wrong for not telling you about Briggen but on the real, I like to see how women will act with Calvin. Most bitches are just tryna get paid. I apologize. Can we move on and you give me another chance?”

“Another chance? Why do you want another chance with me? Don’t you have about three or four steady bitches? You probably got a wife! Or are you ready to lie about that too? Liar!”

“Where are you getting all this misinformation from?”

“I see you didn’t answer me liar! Just let me go.”

“Not until you talk to me.”

“We’re done talking,” she snapped.

“We haven’t talked enough. I understand you’re mad, but why don’t you have a seat over there in the VIP section. Let me holla at my boy and I’ll be there in ten minutes. A’ight? Can I at least get that? I like you Shan, and I wanna make it up to you.”

“I’m ready to go now.” She heard Brianna clear her throat and then felt her tapping her shoulder. Brianna was ear hustling on their entire conversation and didn’t miss a word.

“Hi, I’m here with my girl Shan. My name is Brianna. Can we get a bottle of Moet while she’s sitting over there waiting on you? The night is still young and plus I’m waiting on someone.” She flashed a seductive grin.

“Anything your girl here wants is on the house.” He squeezed her ass while enjoying the feel of the soft butter leather. “Shan, you looking good baby. Can you please wait ten minutes for me? Plus, your girl is thirsty.” He said thirsty meaning a greedy gold diggin’ bitch.

“Let me go.”

“Ten minutes. Ten minutes?” He pleaded. When he heard her suck her teeth he turned her loose but then grabbed her hand, pleased that he got his way. “Let me take y’all over there.”

As they walked through the club, anybody who was somebody was checking out who was in Briggen’s company. Shan felt like a fool for not knowing who he was and disliked the attention, but Brianna was loving every minute of it. Shan made a mental note of the pack of rats moving across the room. They were grillin’ her and Brianna so hard, she was sure that if looks could kill, she and Brianna would be dead and stinking. Shan pouted as Briggen led them to a table in the VIP section. She was caught by surprise when her feet sunk into the thick red carpet. Mirrors and candles were everywhere.

He looked into Shan’s eyes. “You gonna wait here for me, right?”

“Ten minutes.”

Just as the rat pack reached their table, Sharia spoke up. “Who the fuck is that hoe?” she said to her crew.

“Who?” her sister Demetria asked.

“That bitch with Briggen over at the VIP section, that’s who!” Sharia snapped. Sharia was one of Briggen’s girls.

All four pairs of eyes turned towards the VIP table that was now getting served a bottle of Moet and a bottle of White Zinfandel because Briggen knew that was what Shan liked to drink. Both bottles were sitting on a bucket of ice. When they saw Shan cross her arms and roll her eyes at Briggen, it was on.

“Who is that hoe?” Vicki asked as she snapped her neck and rolled her eyes. Vicki was Sharia’s overprotective best friend.

“The bitch obviously got an attitude with him about something,” Sharia said.

“Better you than me,” Demetria added, pouring salt on an open wound while hatin’.

“I’ve seen that other hoe somewhere, but I can’t place her,” Nay Nay added.

Mad as that hoe is they done fucked, Sharia told herself. But knew she better not even think about confronting Briggen’s crazy ass in public. “I’m so tired of this shit,” she said to Demetria.

“You obviously ain’t too tired, you’re still with him.” Demetria rolled her eyes at her sister. “And you know not to get me started. And don’t you start no shit, either! See, look. He’s gone.”

“Bitch, you know he’s coming back. That’s why her hoe ass is sitting with her arms crossed. And look at her gold diggin’ friend, guzzlin’ down the free drinks.”

“Aww, hell naw! Stop the motherfuckin’ presses! Look who just sat down next to her friend!” Vicki practically jumped off her stool. “Where them hoes from?” She was getting mad jealous as Skye moved in close to Brianna.

“I believe y’all bitches are gonna make tonight very interesting,” Demetria said. “Now pass me the dro and gimme a light!”

“Were you anxiously waiting for me to come and find you?” Skye asked Brianna as he moved his chair closer to hers.

“Waiting? Yes. Anxious? No.” Brianna coolly answered. “Let me introduce you to my girl Shan. Shan this is Skye. Skye this is my girl Shan.”

“What’s up Shan?” He stared at her for a minute. “You’re Peanut’s little sister aren’t you? You look just like that nigga.”

She nodded her head yes. “Nice to meet you Skye.” She halfheartedly commented. He noticed that she was watching the time and that she had a major attitude.

He turned his attention back to Brianna. “Whose table you got me sitting at? Ain’t nobody gonna run up on me are they?” He grabbed her chair, turning it around and placing it directly in front of his so that now they were facing each other. He ran his hand up the outside of her thigh.

“Looks to me like you’re not worried about anybody running up on you.”

“You never know. Y’all know how y’all do. But it’s on you. What’s up Brianna? We can kick it here or we can leave. It is Brianna isn’t it?”

“That’s who I am. I see you did a little research.”

“Fo’ sho. So what’s up Brianna?”

“I’d rather leave but me and my girl came together.”

“Can’t we drop her off? Then you can tell me where we can go.”

“Let me talk to her.” He slid his chair back so that she could get up.

Seeing B get up Shan asked, “Are we leaving now? I’m ready to go.”

“Girlfriend, come here.” Brianna pulled Shan up and away from the table. She peeked at her two-way, smiled, then asked, “You mind driving my car home?”

Placing her hand on her hip Shan snapped, “You leaving with him?”

“Yeah. I thought you was gonna wait for Briggen.”

“Girl please. His ten minutes has now turned into fifteen. If you wasn’t so anxious to sit in the VIP section and suck up free drinks, I could have been gone.”

“I’ll make it worth your while.” She handed Shan the keys to her Lex and the valet stub.

“How is this supposed to be worth my while, hoe?”

“I’m a paid hoe! Now drive my Lex and I’ll give you all the details.”

“Be careful.” Shan rolled her eyes at her girl. Brianna turned away and grabbed onto Skye and didn’t look back.

Once outside Brianna said, “Thanks for walking me outside. Something came up that I need to take care of. Can I get a rain check?” She seductively smiled at him.

“You owe me more than a rain check.” His left eyebrow raised.

“A’ight then. Just let me know.” Brianna was glad that Skye gave her the perfect alibi to leave the club and her car with Shan.

Just then a fully loaded burgundy Yukon pulled up and one of the lightly tinted windows came down. “Yo, B! C’mon.” Peanut yelled, making eye contact with Skye.

“Oh, it’s like that?” Skye asked her, not taking his eyes off of Peanut.

“Rain check,” she mouthed at Skye as she got into the Yukon.

Skye stood watching as they pulled off. He pulled out his celly while going to his ride. “Ain’t this a bitch!” he mumbled.

Shan grabbed her Coach bag and headed towards the bathroom. She spotted Briggen talking to two of Memphis’ finest, Six-Nine and Tareek. They made eye contact and he waved her over. When he saw that she wasn’t coming he excused himself and went to catch up with her. He was watching where Shan was going and Sharia was watching where he was going.

“I knew they were fucking.” Sharia said to no one in particular. “Damn. I promised myself I wouldn’t do this shit no more. If he don’t give a fuck, then why should I?”

“That’s what I’ve been tryna tell you for the longest. Don’t say you’ve finally seen the light?” Demetria teased.

“Yeah, fuck it! The more I beat bitches’ asses for messing with him, the more they come around. Then he looks at me like I’m in the wrong.” Sharia said, not taking her eyes off of Briggen.

“I know you saw me wave you over,” Briggen said as he grabbed Shan by the hand.

“I’m going to the ladies’ room and then I’m going home. Your ten minutes was up ten minutes ago. However, I will allow you one phone call.”

“Damn. When can I call?” He was trying to not get pissed knowing that he wanted to fuck her again. But at the same time, she just showed him that she still wanted to play.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t matter? What kind of answer is that? Obviously I must be on your shit list.” He leaned towards her to kiss her on the lips and she turned her head. “I’m reduced to a kiss on the cheek?”

“Call me.”

“Let me walk you to your car.”

“I’ll be all right. Go finish doing what you was doing. Call me.”

Sharia was sitting at the table watching as they parted ways. As soon as Shan came out of the bathroom Sharia jumped up and followed her to the front of the club. She couldn’t help herself. Briggen was an addiction. The only thing she said to her crew was, “Let me go check on something. I’ll be right back.” They didn’t even hear her because they were running to the dance floor to jam to Mr. Cheeks, Missy Elliott, and Petey Pablo.

When she caught up with Shan, she tapped her on the shoulder. “Excuse me. Excuse me.” As soon as Shan turned around Sharia punched her in the face. “Bitch, Briggen is already taken!” Still catching Shan by surprise she punched her again. Shan slipped and fell backwards onto a table where Sharia was able to really whip her ass. Sharia blanked out as she threw continuous punches on every unprotected area of Shan’s body. When they pulled Sharia off Shan, her nose was bleeding, her necklace was gone and the buttons on her leather jacket were dangling.

“Where’s my fuckin’ purse?” Shan screamed. “You skank bitch!” She lunged at Sharia. “I don’t even know you!” she yelled as she tried to break away from Dino the bouncer.

“I’m Sharia, hoe! And Briggen is my man of three years. This is my club hoe! You will show me some fuckin’ respect!” Sharia’s size 38C’s were heaving up and down. Her and Shan’s eyes locked as their gazes were full of contempt and rage. Sharia’s gaze wrestled with ego and humiliation.

Shan saw Briggen coming their way. “Briggen, tell this big nigga to get his hands off of me.”

“Let ’em both go.” He told Dino the bouncer. He looked from Sharia to Shan. They were now the center of attraction. Shan especially, since the black lace Victoria’s Secret bra that he bought her was in full view.

“Calvin, find my fuckin’ purse and my necklace,” Shan ordered. Her chest heaving up and down.

“She called you Calvin?” Sharia was really hurt by that. “How can you disrespect me like this?”

“You need to train this ugly bitch!” Shan lashed out. Of course she didn’t mean it because Sharia was downright beautiful. From the doe-shaped eyes, long eyelashes, and the radiant tan skin tone, she could easily give the actress Meagan Good a run for her money. Running up on Sharia and grabbing her by the hair, she said, “Bitch, I fucked your man; you need to show me some respect!” She got a punch in before Luke, the other bouncer, lifted her up into the air.

Briggen grabbed Sharia. “Go into the office and get yourself together.” Shan was able to get in another punch as she grabbed Sharia’s blouse, ripping it open. Then again, getting a fistful of Sharia’s hair.

“Let her hair go Shan.” Briggen was pulling on her fingers until Sharia’s hair was freed.

Sharia burst out crying. “What is up with her Briggen? Who is she to you? I’m so tired of this shit!”

“Go into the office, now, Sharia!” Briggen ordered.

Dino the bouncer, put his arm around her and was guiding her towards the office. She tried to break away and get in her man’s face. “What’s up with her Briggen? How long have you been fuckin’ her?” she screamed.

He gave Dino a look. When he did that, Dino picked her up and took her into the office. When he turned around Shan slapped him across his face. “Muthafucker, you got me twisted!” When she went to slap him again he grabbed her arm.

“Here’s your bag. I’ll replace the necklace. Come on; let me get you outta here. And slap me again, I’ma slap you back. You got me twisted.”

“You can’t replace the necklace! That was my mother’s necklace. I want my necklace Briggen.” Shan was so mad she didn’t know what to do with herself. “You are bad news and a fuckin’ trick and a liar!” she yelled at him as she scanned the floor for her necklace.

“I told you I’ll replace the necklace. Now let me get you outta here.”

“And I told you, you can’t replace it. My mom gave that to me the night before they went on their trip. She told me to hold it until she got back. But she never came back. They died that next day. I gotta have that necklace.”

“Bitch!” Sharia screamed as she was running towards Shan with a switchblade. Luke was able to stop her and take it from her.

“C’mon Shan. I need to get you outta here. I told you that I’ll get your necklace.”

“No, that crazy bitch didn’t come after me with a blade!” Shan held her chest in disbelief as they walked out the club and headed around to the rear parking lot. She kept looking back, expecting to see Sharia.

“Where’s your car?” He was pulling her.

“How could you do this to me? I thought you had your shit together nigga. I’ma get you back for this.” She couldn’t seem to calm herself down.

“Where’s your car?” They were walking around the parking lot. Shan was so busy cussing she wasn’t even looking for the car. He grabbed her by her shoulders, shaking her. “Where is your car?” he repeated.

An all-white Beamer pulled up next to them as they were walking around the parking lot. When the window rolled down Mia said, “Baby, what’s going on? And who in the fuck is she?”

“Who are you?” Shan stopped in her tracks and went over to the Beamer; adrenaline still pumping, full blast, Shan was really confused now because this bitch looked just like Sharia. Briggen picked her up and she kicked the door, scraping it with her heel. “Who am I?” she screamed. “I’m the bitch he took to Las Vegas and fucked three weekends ago. Did you know that?”

Mia couldn’t even get a sentence formed. Finally she said, “No, this crazy bitch didn’t just scrape my door and tell me she spent a whole weekend fucking my man! Did you hear her Tanya?”

“Yeah, I heard her. Now watch where the fuck ya going! You almost hit that car!” Tanya yelled while reaching for the steering wheel.

Mia didn’t even hear her. “Who is she Briggen?” She was driving slow and right up on them.

“I just told you who I am,” Shan spat.

“Go home Mia. I’ll be there in a few!” Briggen yelled.

“I’m not going no-fuckin’-where. Who is this bitch?” Mia was looking at Shan whose nose was bleeding, lip was busted and she was looking like a madwoman.

“Go home now, Mia! I’m not going to say it again.”

“Yeah, go home now, Mia, because tonight it’s my turn!” Shan screamed. “He’s coming home with me.”

“I know you’re not going home with her!” Mia put the car in park and fast as lightning she was out.

What the fuck? Briggen said to himself. It has to be a full moon. I’ma have to put my foot in this hoes ass.

“Calvin, Brianna left. You’re gonna have to take me home.” She smirked at Mia and she crossed her arms across her chest, standing close to Briggen.

Mia ran over to Shan and swung on her. Her fist landed on her left jaw. “That’s for scraping my door!” Before Briggen could stop her she sprayed Shan’s face with mace. “That’s for fucking my man!” She then went to beating Shan’s ass. Dino the bouncer was now outside with them. Mia was small but quick. She was trying to stomp Shan into the ground. Shan was coughing and choking from the mace while trying to cover herself from Mia’s feet. Briggen was too busy coughing and gagging. Dino finally grabbed up Mia while Briggen managed to pick up Shan, breaking the two females apart. He carried her to his clean, black, fully loaded Denali. He practically threw her inside, went over to Mia, grabbing her in a choke hold.

“Take your ass home Mia! Let me handle my business.” He was still coughing.

“Who is she Briggen?” She tugged at his shirt. “Why the fuck are you taking her home?” He opened her car door and pushed her inside. She tried to get back out. He grabbed her by the neck and squeezed. “I’m not going to tell you again,” he threatened and pushed her down into the car, then slammed the door. When she opened the door he punched her in the face.

“Come on. Get out,” he dared her.

Dino handed him a wet towel and the necklace. “Dino man, make sure she leaves.”

Dino nodded. “I got her.”

“I hate you!” Mia was crying and screaming.

Briggen went and opened the door to his Denali, where Shan was gagging and crying. He gave Shan the cold wet towel for her face, then went around the driver’s side, slid the necklace under the backseat, and jumped in.