Tyquan was from Atlanta. He moved to North Carolina to be closer to his ailing grandmother in Cary. He also had family in the Greensboro area. He had two children, both living in Florida with their mothers. Yes, two baby mommas. I didn’t speak too much about myself other than being from Jersey and attending Duke. Things got quiet providing the opportunity for other senses, I began to smell his cologne that made my nipples hard.
“Mmmmmm… Obsession huhn?
“Yeah. How’d you know?” Tyquan giggled. So corny.
“That’s one of my many talents.”
“Oh yeah? What are some others?” Tyquan quizzed.
“What the fuck?” trilled from somewhere behind me. The voice was familiar but my buzz coated my sharp reasoning.
I turned to find Michelle who wore an expression of total shock as she was waiting for an answer from the girl across from her. I later learned the girl purposely bumped into Michelle and caused her to spill her drink all over her white outfit. The girl gave Michelle an unapologetic glower. My heart began to race in my chest and instinctively I dropped my arms from Tyquan’s shoulders; my mood shifted gears. I hopped through the crowd to Michelle’s side and recognized the girl from a few pictures I’d seen. The girl was Tommy’s, Michelle’s current fling, ex-girlfriend. Michelle had been having problems with her, but never to this altitude.
“What the fuck is going on here, Shelly?” I fumed with fire in my eyes.
“That’s what I’m trying to find out!” Michelle stood awaiting an answer from the girl.
“Who is dis?” Tiny, Tommy’s ex, snapped. Tiny was short and chubby, a far cry from Michelle. Beauty is subjective, but desired body shapes usually hold a pattern. Michelle was slender and curvy in the hips and Tiny was shaped like a damn penguin, even wobbled.
“This is the bitch whose about to put her foot in yo’ ass if you don’t apologize to the lady for fucking up her Chanel setup,” I demanded knowing damn well Michelle was not wearing Chanel. All you could hear from the crowd was, “Ooooo!”
“Whatever. Ain’t nobody doing shit to Tiny,” the penguin scoffed.
“Okay,” my voice remained leveled. I backed away and pulled Michelle into the bathroom to check on her. Before we walked into the bathroom, I asked Britni who came to the club with us to watch Tiny and her girls so they wouldn’t leave before we returned. “We’ll be right back.”
I hauled Michelle into the bathroom where two other friends, Tonia and April followed. They were all wondering what I had up my sleeve.
“How is she going to make a threat and then walk away?” one girl, Tonia, murmured thinking I didn’t catch it.
“I know Rayna is from Jersey and all, but I don’t wanna get into no trouble. I hope Michelle just forgets what happened and we all go right home,” is what April tried whispering as well. For some reason they were reluctant to express those thoughts to me.
“You alright?” I asked as I closely examined Michelle’s face. I knew she was beside herself in the state of humiliation.
“I can’t believe that bitch did that! Ooooh! I wish Tommy was here! He would have gone off on her!” Michelle cried sounding as if she was going to hyperventilate.
“Yeah, well Tommy ain’t here. I am and that bitch is about to catch a beat down. What you think she’s five feet two inches at one hundred eighty five pounds?” I asked while removing my jewelry and finger combing my hair into a ponytail.