My Super Tiny Teeny-Weeny Ex - 5

I left the store two hours later with a new wardrobe for me and my baby, a watch to give to Sydney as a wedding gift, a nearly maxed out credit card and a bill that I was probably going to have to keep hidden from Sydney. I was in a much better mood by the time I got back in but Sydney was fuming, which immediately blew my shopping high.

“I thought you didn’t have any money,” he grunted eyeing my shopping bag. I’d only brought one in the house; the others were hidden in the trunk of my car.

“Andra bought this for me,” I lied in a mumble, not wanting him to know just how much shopping I’d really done, or that I’d gotten a new credit card.

He shifted his eyes watching me move through the living room and towards the hallway. “You really expect me to believe that?”

“What’s so hard to believe about that? She’s my sister.”

“You and Andra can hardly stand each other, and all of a sudden y’all going out shopping like best friends? You must really think I’m stupid.”

He had a point, and it didn’t help matters that I was actually lying, but I stuck to my story. “Believe what you want to believe then.”

“So what’d you get?” he asked following me to the bedroom, his eyes full of suspicion.

“I can’t show you because it’s my dress for the wedding. You’re not supposed to see it yet.” Not that it was a gown or a wedding but I guess it was my attempt at tradition.

Sydney wasn’t buying a single word, signified by his narrowed eyes as I tossed the bag up on the top shelf.
“Why you ain’t answer  my text?”

“I was trying on stuff; my phone was in my bag and I didn’t hear it,” I lied.

“I know you had to go in your pock-a-book for something,” he argued. “And you ain’t look at your phone not one time?”

“Nope.”

He crossed his arms and bobbed his head. “Mm-hmm. I’ma tell you this. Next time you go walking out this house, go ‘head and tell that busta you movin’ in with him ‘cause you won’t be coming back here.”

“Who are you talking about?”

“Who ever you got to take you shopping.”

“I told you I was out with Andra.”

“Right Kareese.”

“Call her if you don’t believe me.”

“Like y’all can’t coordinate a lie. Please.”

“What man in his right mind is going to buy a woman her wedding outfit? Doesn’t that sound crazy to you?”

“The world is full of crazy people,” he answered blocking the entrance to the closet door.

“Well like I said – believe what you want to believe.” I pushed past him.

“And like I said, next time, you ain’t coming back up in here.”

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