《ᴍᴏᴛɪᴇsʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴋɪɴɢ (#1 ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟʟs ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ)✓》11: Tiesha And The Apology
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Today was going to be a great day.
Tiesha could sense it. She dressed up and decided to visit her cousin, Lowe, and her sister as she would be spending the weekend with them. When she got to the trap, she went straight to Lowe's office. People greeted her as she walked by. She knocked on Lowe's door and then went in.
A young lady was inside wearing lingerie which made Tiesha roll her eyes. The lady was rolling a blunt for Lowe who sat watching her. He stood up and smiled at Tiesha then gave her a tight hug.
"Missed ya, Mami." He said.
Tiesha hugged him and then slapped his back. He released her instantly, frowning at her.
"Ya finna break ma back."
"How Kareem get my digits?" She glared at him.
Lowe smiled then wrapped his hands around her waist and placed his head on her shoulder.
"Ya know I luv ya righ'?" He said in a baby voice, making the young lady glance up in amusement.
"Nah, ion know." Tiesha pushed him away and he sat on his desk staring at her.
"Tiesh c'mon, it was bou' time ya gave him a chance. Ya wilding with Ky'Mon and ion want ya ta."
"Why?" She asked.
He motioned for the girl to leave before he spoke again.
"That nigga is dangerous, ya don't know the shit he do and ion want ya caught up in it. Kareem is a damn straight nigga and he gon do you right."
"So Kareem don't do shit?"
"He do, just not as bad. Ya letting Ky'Mon get ta ya. How ya gon let him claim you in front of Kareem?"
Tiesha sighed. "Kareem told you?"
"Damn right."
"Ion know Lowe, Imma need to apologize to Kareem." She aaid as he checked his phone then he smiled dubiously.
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"What?" She asked.
He shook his head. "Ya done chose a college for Kiesha?"
"Nah, her choice."
"What she wanna study?"
"Psychology."
"She wanna study human brain?" He asked looking dumbly surprised.
"No, that's neu–"
"Why she wanna study brains? she trynna understand niggas?"
Tiesha smacked her forehead. "Studyofhumanbehaviour." She said at once.
"Oh," he said then fell silent before he spoke again. "Why she wanna study people's lives? she should watch blogs."
"Lowe."
"Hmmm?"
"Shut up." He nodded his head and then sat down. He tapped the weed on his desk. Tiesha rolled her eyes but did it anyway.
"Spending the weekend with you," she said as she rolled his blunt.
"Didn't bring no wears." He looked around her.
"Got some at your house." She replied.
"Ya mean my clothes?" He eyed her.
She shrugged. "Kiesha been reading?" She asked.
"Ion know but she been doing her work and she been seeing a nigga."
"Wah you doing about it?"
"Checked the background, he's a clean boy so imma let her play around."
"She think you don't know huh?" He shook his head as she passed him the blunt then someone knocked on his door. The person came inside and dabbed Lowe. Tiesha sighed and greeted him. "Kareem."
"Oh hey, MoTiesha."
"I'm comin'," Lowe said then left.
"He didn't have to give us space," Kareem mumbled.
"Kareem listen, Ky'Mon is–"
"Your man."
"He wants me but he ain't my man."
"I know."
"Excuse you?"
"Lowe explained."
"You know and you been giving me hell?"
"Didn't give you no damn hell, I wa–"
Tiesha smacked his arm. "Damn ma, why you gon hit a nigga like that?"
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She smacked his other arm and he jumped back. "Apologize," she almost commanded.
"For?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Making me look like a goddamn fool."
He stared at her then said, "Sorry. Lemme make it up to you."
He turned her around and pushed her into Lowe's seat then took off her shoes.
He brought a chair and sat on it then started massaging her feet. "Feel better?"
"Yeah but please, continue."
Her phone rang and she picked it up. "Hello?" She said.
"I miss you."
She smiled as he continued talking. "You home?"
"Nah, Lowe's."
"I'm coming."
"No no, I'm at the trap."
"Wah you doing?"
"Nothing, just chilling."
Tiesha giggled when Kareem tickled her feet. "You with someone?" Ky'mon was frowning.
Tiesha wanted to tell him the truth but she knew Ky'Mon was possessive and would only try to cause another fight. "Nah."
"OK, come see me tomorrow?"
"Sure."
"8 am tomorrow Lil mama, imma talk to you later." He hung up the call.
At least she thought he did.
Tiesha didn't notice the anger in his voice.
She dropped the phone and hissed. "Kareem stop." She moaned.
He smirked and continued massaging her feet. "Fuck!" She grunted as he reset the bones in her toes.
"Damn ma, you been tripping."
She giggled when he tickled her toes making her kick him back. "Fuck ma, you tryna break my skull?"
She rolled her eyes playfully as Lowe came in and then stared at them. He motioned to Kareem to come with him as he frowned at Tiesha.
Kareem winked then stood up. "I love you, baby." She screamed to Lowe who ignored her as they left.
Then she stretched her legs and went to sleep. When she woke up, she helped around the trap and then went home with Lowe.
"The fuck she doing here?" was the first thing Kiesha said when she saw her sister.
"Good to see you too, baby sis," Tiesha replied making Lowe laugh.
"You hungry?" Tiesha asked Lowe.
He nodded and she turned to Kiesha. "Kitchen," she said which made Kiesha frown before stomping off into the kitchen.
"No wonda she done hate ya," Lowe commented.
"She don't." She replied, going after Kiesha.
The next morning, Tiesha helped Lowe clean the house. It was almost noon by the time she was done then she went to Ky'Mon's mansion. She went straight to his office. She was about to enter when the door opened and Tacha came out fixing her hair.
Ky'Mon came out right after her, fixing his sweatpants.
What the fuck?
"What was she doing in your office?" Tiesha asked.
"Mind your damn business." He said back.
She arched her brow and watched Tacha smirk as she forcefully pushed Ky'Mon into his office.
Tacha followed but Tiesha pushed her out before locking the door. "Explain," Tiesha said.
"Ain't owe no damn bitch no explanation."
"Don't talk to me like that." She pushed at his chest.
"Imma talk to you how I wanna. You just like the rest of them hoes. You ain't gonna get to me. Zane sent you?" Tiesha glared at him.
Then slapped him.
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