Ratchet Bitches 2 by Tiece

up at Rocky’s house and jumped up like I’d lost my mind. He didn’t even try to wake me up.”
    “Girl, that man is crazy about you. He wants you to leave Coco.”
    “I know and the pressure is real,” ShaKita concurred. “I just don’t know what to do.”
    “Well, why don’t you just have a talk with Coco, first? From what I’m hearing, you don’t want to be there anymore, anyway.”
    “I don’t want to hurt her though. I mean, how do I break her heart when she came in and helped mend mine?”
    “That’s a good question.” Bianca said. “I’d just rather you keep it real with her, because you can’t be staying out all night like this without hurting her, anyway.”
    ShaKita sat quiet for a moment as she took it all in. She knew what she had to do, but it wasn’t going to be easy. After about two minutes of silence, she spoke up. “I’m down the road from the apartment now. I hate to even go home, because I don’t know how Coco is going to act since I didn’t come home. I’m just gonna say that I stayed at your house, okay.”
    “You’re not being truthful though, Kita.”
    “I know, but don’t pressure me.”
    “I’m not pressuring you. You called me, remember. Anyway, I’ve given my advice. Now, I gotta go. Hell, I gotta get ready to speak with Tessa later today to set some ground rules.”
    “Damn, Lauren told me about her moving in with you.”
    “That heifa tells everything,” Bianca smacked her lips with the shake of her head.
    “Well, I don’t have anything to say about that. Hell, I have my own problems to deal with.”
    “I’m glad that you realized that. Plus, I’ll handle things on my end. If Tessa is gonna stay here then she better abide by the rules or her ass will be back out on the streets.”
    ShaKita grinned a little. Tessa was a bad ass for sure, but Bianca didn’t care. She’d still go toe to toe with her if she had too. “Whenever you talk to her, just make sure you let her know not to be wearing those coochie cutters around Tory.”
    “Oh you ain’t gotta worry about that, honey. That will be the first thing we talk about.”
    “Okay, well have fun with that. I’ve just pulled up in front of my crib. I’ll call you later with an update.”
    “Be strong, girl. We’ll chat later.”
    “Okay,” ShaKita said as they ended their call. She sat in the car, trying to get herself together. She did feel bad, but somehow she had to find a way to talk with Coco about them possibly going their separate ways.
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    Nearly ten minutes had passed and ShaKita was just sticking her key inside the lock. She unlocked the door, turning the doorknob with ease like she didn’t want to awaken Coco if she was still asleep. She entered the apartment, instantly hearing the shower running in the bathroom down the hallway.
    She cringed inside. “Damn, she’s up.” She whispered. She headed down the hall then instantly froze in her steps upon hearing the water from the shower turn off. “Oh shit,” she said just as Coco opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hallway, still wet but with a white towel wrapped around her body.
    “Hey, you found your way back home.” Coco nonchalantly stated, and then headed towards their bedroom. ShaKita didn’t know what to say at first as she followed her.
    “I, uh stayed overnight to Bianca’s. I’d gotten so drunk last night fooling around with her that I couldn’t drive home.” She lied.  
    “Oh okay,” Coco responded. “You should’ve called me. I would’ve come to get you.”
    “It really wasn’t that serious, babe.” ShaKita said, scratching in her head as she stood there looking unconsciously guilty of something. “I was good.”
    Coco dropped the towel to the floor a she opened up the dresser drawer and grabbed a black bra and panty set. ShaKita just stood back and watched her. She definitely looked good, but ShaKita just wasn’t feeling her like she used to. She at one time felt nothing but love for her