“What the fuck is the deal?” Tina snapped at O.

O had a confused look on his face. I guess he was wondering why Tina came at him like she did when he wasn’t her man.

I stepped in. “O, can I holla at you for a minute?”

O got up from the chair and moved the girl to the side.

“What’s wrong, baby?” the girl asked.

“Nothin’, just give me a minute,” O responded.

I was pissed off.

“What’s up?” O asked as he walked toward me.

He put his arm around my waist and slowly walked me a few steps away from the girl and Tina. I had a blank look on my face and was speechless at first. I was about to flip out on that nigga, but I told myself to be easy.

“O, please don’t act like you wasn’t just disrespectin’ me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the jealous type, but damn, all that was unnecessary. You can do whatever you want on your own time, but when I’m in your presence, you’re on my time. You feel me?”

O put on that confused face again. “What are you talking about, baby?” he asked.

His eyes were glassy. He seemed real disoriented. He was pissing me off even more by acting nonchalant.

“Is everything okay?” the girl came behind O and asked.

Tina followed her and responded for O. “Everything is just fine,” Tina said.

The girl rolled her eyes. “O, is everything okay?” she asked, placing emphasis on his name.

“Bitch, I said everything is fine. O is talking to his girl right now!” Tina yelled.

“I’ll show you a bitch, bitch!” the girl shot back, walking over to Tina.

O was still acting nonchalant like everything was everything. But I wasn’t about to let Tina embarrass herself for no cheap-ass whore. I stood in front of Tina and started pushing her out of the club. Meanwhile, O disappeared again and the girl was steady screaming shit. You fat bitch this, you fat bitch that. And Tina was screaming back, “I got more money than ya bum ass!” That night was crazy.