“Shit Punkin. You made her hang up.”
“Whatever hell. I got tired of listening to all that simple shit. That ho is crazy.”
“How do you know she’s been checking his voicemail?”
“I didn’t. But I know now don’t I? She’s been calling his phone and then calling back and deleting her stupid messages and only keeping the ones where she doesn’t come across as psycho and that’s how she got your number.”
“I have a feeling she’s seen me and is why she called me fat.”
“Me too. But you’re not fat…however…we’re going to have to tilt the tide in our favor.”
“Already done…sent the investigator I use at the office her phone number…I should have a complete report on her as soon as he gets the email. Wait…here it is…Gina Torres. Two other names are associated with her address so she obviously has roommates. She drives a Toyota Prius and lives in Silver Spring. I already knew she works at the hospital with Sharon…looks like it’s some kind of part time job. She’s in the medical field but isn’t registered as a doctor. ”
“So…JJ has someone who will be able to patch his ass up afterwards.”
“Humph. Ooh wait…it gets better. Guess who she also works for?”
“Who?”
“Congressman Claiborne.”
“Dougie?”
“Girl…stop calling Doug Dougie. He’s a congressman now for goodness sake.”
“He’ll always be Dougie to me. Pee-pee Dougie.”
“Yeah…I guess.”
“You okay? Sorry I said something but I was getting a bit too tired of hearing her mouth and then she took me there.”
“No problem. To be honest…I’m surprised you held out as long as you did. Hold on…she’s calling me back.”
“What?”
“Yes…hold on.” I answered the phone. “Hello?”
Click.
I clicked over. “Well it’s official…she’s dumb as a box of rocks…she just hung up on me.”
“Girl…TELL ME that heffa is NOT playing on your phone.”
Big sigh. “I wish I could. There she goes again.” I click over.
“This is Mia.” Silence. “Gina…please stop calling my home.”
Click.
I clicked back over.
“Mia…you need to call JJ and tell him to harness this one. She could be crazy for all we know.”
“I’m not worried about her…But hold on…I’m bout to call Sharon, MY soror…better yet…my damn line sister. And this time PLEASE be quiet.”
“Unh huh. I can’t make no promises once stupid shit starts jumping off.”
“Punkin….”
“Aiight…I’m not going to say anything.”
“Promise.”
“Un huh.”
“Say you promise or I’m going to call Dougie and tell him you still have a thing for him.”
“Girl I’d kill you. That fool prolly still kisses with the inside of his lips…just…ewwwww…all wet. Blech!
“Here comes Dougie’s lips!”
“Ewwwwwwwwww Mia hell…okay…I promise!”
