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Treasure.”
Rosette threw her hand on her hip. “I have a better
idea: we'll talk after I use the little ladies room. I have
company on their way over, and a dirty ass kitchen to
clean, so tell Treasure goodbye,” she said, and then she
closed the door.
Forgetting that she had left the pregnancy test in the
bathroom, Bright quickly told Treasure that she'd call her
back, then ran out of her room, passed her mother in the hallway, then locked herself in the bathroom to discard
the pregnancy test.
Rosette was furious. “What the hell is your problem,
Bright? You almost knocked me over like you either on
drugs or got a serious mental problem!” her mother
yelled. “What the hell is going on with you?” Rosette
demanded to know.
Bright opened the bathroom door after she threw the
pregnancy test and box under the bathroom sink behind
the cleaning supplies and then flushed the toilet. She
knew it would be safe there for the time being. “I'm sorry
Ma, I had to pee,” Bright lied, stepping out of the
bathroom.
“You've been acting real strange lately, Bright, and
we're gonna get down to the bottom of it too!” her
mother said, closing the bathroom door behind herself
fussing.
Inside her room, Bright dried off then threw on a
pair of low rise shorts, a white tank top, and a pair of Old
Navy flip flops, and then she threw her hair in a neat
ponytail. Happy that her mother's drinking buddies and
card partners had arrived and that she wouldn't have to
explain herself to her mom, Bright picked up the phone
and dialed Treasure back.
“You alright now?” Treasure asked once Bright
called her back.
“Yeah I'm good, I’m over it, you know I don't let
anything keep me down for long,” Bright said, looking at
herself in her bedroom mirror. From as far back as when
she was a little girl, Bright was always good at erasing or
blocking things from her head that made her feel down
and out. Her mother would always say, “Girl, you gone
be a cold little heartbreaker when you grow up.” But if only she knew the things that Bright had to endure to get
that type of mind set…
“So it's Friday, we ain't got no jobs,” Treasure teased,
impersonating her best Chris Tucker voice from the
movie Friday. “So what’s up? And what we getting into
tonight?” Treasure asked.
“I'm rolling with Larry. His mother is out of town so
we have the house to ourselves,” Bright replied. “He
wanna fuck me, feed me and let me slob on his knob,”
Bright teased.
“Bitch, you just been kicking me and Suge to the
curb!” Treasure said, sucking her teeth. Though she
respected the fact that Bright had a man, it seemed like
they hardly ever kicked it anymore unless they were at
school. And they were supposed to be tighter than that.
“I can’t believe Ms.Sprung.com is playin her homegirls
for some nigga. They come and go, remember?” “Larry ain't just some nigga, Treasure, and you
know ever since that shit happened with Chrome, he's
been real protective of me. So please don't get it twisted,
I'm not never putting a dude before my girls; I just have a
real boyfriend now,” she said.
“Yeah, I hear you, Bee, but that thing with Chrome
happened months ago, and his punk ass is in jail!
Speaking of that, fool he wrote me a letter, but I ripped
that shit up and threw it in the garbage can. I wants no
parts of his low down dirty, grimy ass!” Treasure said,
boiling inside. She hated him for what he did to her girl
and how he had portrayed her.
Bright held her chest and took a deep breath. She
was relieved that Treasure didn't open the letter. She
didn't want Treasure second-guessing or questioning her
side of the story or friendship. She already had to come up with a good excuse as to why Treasure didn't see her in the car with Chrome when he pulled out of the Burger King parking lot. She told her she was probably picking up her purse when it had fallen on the floor of Chrome's car. “I hate that nigga!” Bright said thinking of the ass
whooping he