How To Hate

-FATIMA-

I walked to the car and got in, waiting for Wayne to catch up.

Once he finally got in the car we headed to some nightclub that was like and hour away, in Beaumont which is where Wayne and YMCMB was staying.

"Why are yall staying in Beaumont instead of LA?"

"Cause Drake and Nicki wanted to be able to take Sydnee to visit Drake's mom without a big commute."

I nodded and turned up the radio as Ayye Ladies - Travis Porter ft. Tyga came on.

"Tyga's come a long way."

"Yeah. Have you heard Honey rap?"

"No? Why is she good?"

"Fatima. Good doesn't describe. Honey spits fire, like no one."

I laughed and reached in my purse pulling out my phone.

I had a lot of text from unknown numbers.

"Ok, who gave out my number to the whole Young Money?"

"That would be Twist"

I rolled my eyes.

I miss u& it was good seeing u. -TyTyga

You Too Tyg. U coming out tonight with the crew? -LABaby

U know it. -TyTyga

I saved everyones number once I figured out who they were.

You have no idea what you going away did to me -BoysInDetention

Breezy Im sorry but I felt it was a needed change boo -LABaby

Yeah. -BoysInDetention

Talking with Chris bummed me out a bit but by that time we were at the club so I sucked it up and put on a smile for all the cameras.

"Fatima are you going back to singing?"

"Fatima how are the kids?"

"Fatima are you and Wayne getting back together?"

I ignored everyone and walked inside where the bass was vibrating and there was so many people you could barely move.

Finally Wayne led me up some steps to the VIP section where YMCMB and some other familiar faces were partying.

"Drink?"

"Angel with Wings"

He nodded and walked over to the bar that was on this floor.

"Oh Em Gee. Fatima I haven't seen you in two years!"

I looked at Marlana and saw another sparkly ring on her finger. I gritted my teeth.

"Marlana."

"I wish I would have known where you relocated I would have loved to invite you to my wedding."

"Well I guess I was trying to stay out of the spotlight for a while."

She looked me up and down as I did the same to her

"So how are the kids? Favier and Zarah?"

"No. Zavier and Farah. Zarah is actually the name of my restaurant actually. But the kids are good. Growing up, looking more and more like Wayne everyday."

She threw me a fake smile but i didn't return the favor.

Wayne came back over with my drink.

"Here ya go bae."

"Bae? You two are back together?"

"Look Marlana don't act like you give a fuck about me and I will surely return the favor."

I took a sip of my drink before walking away and sitting on Tyga's lap.

"He married that tramp?"

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well you did disappear and that not the first thing I'm going to mention when I'm just seeing you after two years."

I nodded and grabbed his hand.

"Let's go dance"

He followed me downstairs and to the packed dance floor.

There was barely room to move without touching someone elses sweaty body.

I dragged Tyga to the center of the dance floor and danced on him. Suddenly his hands gripped my waist tight.

"Ok, you need to stop."

I laughed and ignored his request as Ayye Ladies came on.

I heard Tyga lightly moan and put my hands on top of his.

"Can't keep up?"

He turned me around so that we were face to face and I could feel his hardness on my exposed stomach.

"I think you need to stop one, because if you don't i might have to teach you a lesson and two, I don't think Wayne likes what he sees."

I didn't have to look up to see Wayne staring at I cause I could feel it.

A slow song came on and I wrapped my arms around Tyga's neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

After the song ended I started to head upstairs but Tyga pulled me back.

"What?"

He pulled me so my back was to him and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me to him tightly.

"That's what."

He was still hard and it was poking me in my ass.

"Now we can go upstairs."

I laughed but walked like that upstairs then sat on Tyga's lap on one of the many couches.

"Benzo ! Batman ! Thick Hoe ! Lap Dance !"

I rolled my eyes at Shanell and started to lightly bounce on Tyga's lap.

I heard him groan lightly and he grabbed my hips as hard as he could. That would surely leave a bruise.

"Stop"

I reached back tickling him and he let go.

"Stop Playing Tima"

"Can I get up to get a drink Mr. Tygaman?"

"No."

He pulled out his cellphone and hit some buttons.

"Can I get five bottles of Ciroc to the VIP section."

He ended the call and looked at me

"Now what if I didn't want Ciroc."

"Too damn bad."

Suddenly I felt a hand grab me by my arm and yank me from Tyga's lap.

"Where do you get off calling my wife a slut?"

"Uhm, hello to you too, Shad. And I haven't called her out her name since Atlanta two years ago."

"Well that not what she said"

"Ever think maybe she's...I don't know...lying."

"My wife doesn't lie."

"Enough with that 'my wife' stuff. I know you two are married but last time I checked her name was still Marlana."

"Don't ever call my wife out of my name."

Wayne stepped in between Shad and I, giving Shad this crazy look.

"I don't need you coming in here putting ya hands on here like that and being disrespectful. Either apoligize or bounce."

"Man fuck you. Marlana let's go."

He turned and walked away but mummbled under his breath.

"Fuck ya bitch-ass baby momma too"

Wayne ran after him and that's just the beginning.