"I still can't believe that you kept this from us!" Shain mouthed, fuming. "I mean, my main b***h has some dry face ass b***h trying to kill her because she wants some of Cayne's D? Hell no! I don't think so. I'll cut that b***h. I'll fuckin..."
"Yes! That f*****g w***e bones needs to be break. How dare her try to kill you? Na ah! I'll kill that motherfucker first." Tiff hissed.
As they prattled on in gruesome detail how they planned to kill Anica, Mira leaned over and whispered. "Okay, so maybe you were right when you said that we shouldn't tell Shain and Tiff about it."
I glared at her. "You think?"
"Can the two of you please calm down? People are staring at us, you know," Layla said soothingly, glancing around Starbucks and smiling apologetically at all the eyes in us.
Tiff grumble
