“Oh I’m getting ready to kill my insecurities right now.” He tried to brush past her but she ran to the door, locked it and threw her back up against it.
“Don’t do this baby. He’s not worth it. Listen to me Kaylin.”
“He’s worth it. How a nigga gonna show up at another nigga’s wedding and ask to get with the bride? What kinda shit is that? Sounds like disrespect to me.” He was foaming at the mouth. Angel had never, ever, seen him this mad before.
“Do you hear yourself Kay? You catching a murder charge is more important than me and the baby I’m carrying?”
“Move out the way Angel.”
“No!” She pushed him. “Now it’s your turn to answer me!” she screamed. “Answer me!”
He grabbed her by her throat again and tossed her onto the bed. Before she could get herself together he was gone outta the room.
When he opened the door, Faheem and the crew was right there. Faheem already had the game plan mapped out.