Krystal frowned at Noa and said, "Bitch, the hell you doing at my man house?"
"Who you callin' a bitch?"
"You, bitch!" Krystal got in Noa's face.
Marcus came up behind Noa and panicked a little when he seen Krystal. "Babe...What you doing here?"
Krystal looked up at Marcus and got angrier. He excused Noa and she walked away. "No, Marcus, what the hell is SHE doin' here!"
"Baby, can you come inside?"
"No, Nigga! Answer my damn question!" She crossed her arms as she scrunched her eyebrows together. "Is this what you been doin' while I was gon'?"
"No, listen. Ok....Noa called me while I was at Kayla's house and she offered to give me the recipe to her pound cake. I told her she could come over when I got home. So now we're making cake together." He moved aside showing her the ingredients on the messy table.
Krystal felt a little dumb and embarrassed. "Babe...I-I'm sorry. I tho--."
"Shh...it's ok. You don't have to worry about it because I understand." He paused. "Now can you tell me why your here?"
"I can't be here?"
"Of course. But it was unexpected."
"I was right by your house so I wanted to stay the night with you, even though I don't have changing clothes."
"That's ok, you can wear some of my clothes."
"Thanks, babe...I'm sorry again." She hugged Marcus and gave him a long tongue kiss. She grabbed his ass and smiled. Before walking away, she have Noa a hard mean mug.
Krystal finally went upstairs and changed. She only put on one of his t-shirts. She smelled it and said, "Damn, this smell good." She put her hair in a ponytail and was about to get in the bed. No matter how sleepy she was, she didn't feel comfortable with Noa and her man downstairs..alone...together. So she tiptoed back downstairs and easeddropped.
"So now what." Marcus asked while she closed the oven.
"Now we wait. After that, it's done."
"That's it? Man, thats easy." The room was silent for a moment until Marcus broke it. "So what's up with you and Krystal?"
Noa looked up at Marcus and sighed. "Marcus, even though I haven't known you for so long, I feel like I can tell you almost anything. So...the reason me and Krystal don't get along is...because of me. Krystal is a really nice, smart, and beautiful girl. But I'm honestly jealous of her." She paused trying to gather her thoughts. "Everything she has, I want. She has sexy boyfriends. You...are sexy as hell and she's lucky and you're lucky. Calvin...is sexy as hell.
She gets all the sexy guys and what do I get? Nothing."
Marcus had a serious, but concerned look on his face. He felt bad for Noa because of the way she feels about Krystal and herself. "Noa, you're a beautiful young lady too and you can get any guy you want. Not just by your looks, but maybe you have a great personality."
"I dont, that's the problem. Sometimes I intend to be....cocky. All I really like to talk about is myself and what I can do. The reason why is because I don't have a lot to be proud of. There's not a lot of good things I can say about myself." Noa almost started to cry but held it back, not wanting him to see her be weak.
"Noa, it's ok. I'm pretty sure you have a lot of great things to say about yourself. You just have to find it and not let your...jealousy or cockiness get the best of you."
