August 22nd, 2023
Two Days Later
Ayariah Chanel Jackson-Anthony
I'm at the salon right now and just finished my last clients hair. I have A'sair with me since I don't want to leave him with anybody while I working. I'm about to do Amari hair before I close the salon, since he decided to fly home just for me to do his hair. Our boy go to University of Houston now and I'm proud of him.
"I gotta crack my neck"
"Huh" I looked up at my client.
She cracked her neck and rotated her shoulders. She glanced back at me and put a Cheeto in her mouth.
"What?"
"Don't do that again" I shook my head. She laughed, but I don't see what's funny. The way she did that shit popped was crazy.
"Aight come out the chair since you done" Mari said, walking towards us.
"Mari that's rude" I mumbled, before putting a fry in my mouth.
Hearing barks come from the back, I turned my head. Amiri started running towards me and jumped up on my leg. Amiri was the only thing I kept that Maj got me.
"What?" I pulled my leg away from him.
He ran towards the back and kept barking. Shaking my head, I took the money my client was handing me.
"Thank you" I counted the money, then put it in my purse.
"No thank you, but let me go before your rude ass brother say something else" she mumbled and walked away.
"Bye bae" he smiled and watched her walk away.
"You a hoe just like Siah"
"Never that" he sat in the chair.
"Why you still on live?" I put another fry in my mouth.
He didn't respond to me. I wiped my hands off and got started on his hair. A'sair started babbling about something and kicked his legs out, kicking my stomach. I have him in a baby carrier, I don't have to worry about Amiri jumping on him.
"Ja, you want my sister? You gotta follow me back, though. I'll set up a nice little date for y'all" Mari put his phone up, so I was in the camera.
"The fuck you mean by that?" I asked him.
"Hush, I'm tryna get Ja Morant to follow me back"
"Don't shush me" I pulled him hair.
"Ight chill, my bad"
I can't believe he tryna use me to get muhfuckas to follow him back. That shit is sick as fuck.
Just a I dipped my finger in the lockn jel, my phone started ringing. "Semaj, answer it?"
After our talk the other day, he's been calling and texting. Mostly to say or ask some dumb shit.
"Yea" I spoke lowly.
"Wassup"
"How can I help you?" I licked my lips.
"You know what I just realized- I ain't have a home cooked meal in months."
"Semaj, I'm about to stop answering when you call" I mumbled and looked at my phone.
"Ight for though, I know you fucking with some bum ass nigga, but let me take you somewhere later"
"I'm busy" I set my phone up, before focusing on Mari hair again.
"With what?"
"My nigga. Anything else?" I asked.
