Half on a Baby
Chapter Thirty-Eight
B
"Whatever," I snapped; cutting him off before he could give me away. "This diseased whore is not welcome in my house, Edward—ever," I added as an afterthought to include when I wasn´t home as well.
"You can´t do that!" Tanya whined, stomping her foot like a goddamn two-year-old. "This is as much Edward´s condo as it is yours, and I´m his fucking girlfriend, so get over it, Bitchella!" Crossing her arms, Tanya regarded me smugly. The fact that I was keeping her secret was giving her a false sense of security, but her next words sealed her fate.
"God, Edward, I´m so over this, she hates me, and every time I come over here, this bitch," cocking her head in my direction, "gives me the stink-eye." Reaching up, she caressed Edward´s cheek. "Baby, maybe it´s time for you to move out and get your own place. You could even stay with me until you find something," Tanya pleaded softy, attempting to put him under her spell.
And, if I didn't know any better, I´d say for a split-second, Edward considered it. Well, at least in my pregnancy riddled mind, that´s how it seemed. And when I felt I was being backed against a wall, all bets were off; it was time to bring out the big guns.
Leveling her with a glare, Tanya retracted her arm and took a large step back. Wise choice, I was going for the jugular. Crossing my arms over my bulging bosom, I smirked. "I wasn´t aware that my best friend´s girlfriend was a lesbian," looking back, "Edward, were you?" That did it. You could hear a rat pissing on cotton the room was so quiet.
Gotcha bitch!
Hook, line, and fucking sinker!