I didn't know what the hell was going on with Tamera but I'd put up with two months of her bullshit and I've officially had enough. Tamera was the one who introduced me to Terrence. I never asked to meet him. Tamera was the main one egging me on to go ahead and marry him. The fucked up part is that she seemed well and content for us to be together when she thought I was just getting money from him for tuition but when our relationship became more Tamera completely turned on me.
I couldn't understand why. I already knew Tamera was selfish but she was always fun to hang around and seemed to have the same fashion goals as me. At least that's the way she came off. I knew Tamera was mad about having to get a job but what could I do about that? Tamera's ass should have been grateful to me that she still was living in her place rent free. Thanks to me, because Terrence damn sure wanted to put that place on the market and get rid of it. I'd literally begged him not to do it and he'd finally given in to me.
Now here her ass sat calling me some Dana Majors? Yes that's my birth name but bitch my name is Dana Hill now. Just like hers whether Tamera liked it or not.
“ Actually I go by my husbands last name. So it's Dana Hill.” I said smiling widely at Tamera as I extended my hand to her friend who left me hanging.
I ain't got time for this shit.
“ Anyways ladies, it's been real but I need to get to my husband. Enjoy your lunch.” I said turning on my heel and walking out of the restaurant. Tamera could sit there bitter as fuck if she wanted to that was her business. One thing was perfectly clear to me though. Our friendship was over. I wasn't going to waste a minute more of my time dwelling on exactly what went wrong in our friendship. I know the problem was that I had the sister-in-law from hell. And this hoe sitting with her ?With her double d titties stuffed into that too little top, fake eyelashes that looked like tarantulas sitting on top of her goddamn eyes and an entire tube of lip gloss on her lips. She can jump off the Brooklyn bridge right along with Tamera.
I had more important things on my agenda. Like moving back into the house with my husband and telling him I loved him. I'd picked up all his favorite soul foods from his favorite spot in Harlem and I was going to meet him up at the club to try and fix what was broken in our marriage.
I stepped into the cab and gave him the address to Terrence's club.
“ Wow! What ever you have in the bag smells great!” the cab driver called back to me.
“ It sure does. I just picked up dinner for my husband.” I said smiling at the thought of Terrence. I hadn't been able to stop thinking about him since he'd left Janay's place angry with me earlier.
“ That's real nice of you lady! You must be newlyweds huh? After 16 years my wife doesn't give a shit if I have a hot meal or not. So you keep that up. You'll have one happy man on your hands.” he said adamantly.
“ Thanks for the advice.” I said smiling inside. My marriage wasn't going to fail and if I had to take the first step to make it happen that's what I would do. My cellphone rang and I dug around in my purse to find it. My heart practically thudded out of my chest at the sight of Terrence's name.
“ Hello?” I answered eagerly.
“ Where you at?”
“ Hello to you too Terrence. I'm just leaving Harlem. I'm on my way to see you. I'm bringing dinner to you.”
“ Oh yeah? What has you being so nice all of a sudden? This morning you couldn't stand the sight of me.”
“ That's not true Terrence. There's a lot I need to say to you but let's just wait until I get there. I miss you and I plan on coming home tonight. If you want me there.” I said.
“ No doubt. I've been worried about you being away from me.” Terrence said. I broke into a smile because I could hear the relief in his voice.
“ I've been fine Terrence. Janay's neighborhood isn't bad. I lived there without any incidents long before I even met you. Besides, I have my “Little Girl” with me. So if anything jumps off I'm covered.”
Terrence laughed.
“ Good looking out. I'll see you when you get here. Have someone page me when you get here. Let me get off this phone and go handle a few things before you get here and Dana...,”
“ Yes?”
“ I'm glad you're coming home.”
Terrence and I ended our call and I opened my purse to slip my phone back in. I smiled as I caught a glance of my pink handled nine millimeter hand gun Terrence had nicknamed “ Little Girl”. As soon as Terrence got home he insisted I learn how to shoot. Going to the range for me to practice had become one of our favorite past times and I had to admit, I was a pretty good shot.
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