You're the One I Want by Shane Allison

stand here looking at your fat-ass face all day?”
    â€œYou’re going to get Bree to go to dinner with you.”
    â€œYou saw the look on her face at the party when I walked in. She can’t stand the sight of me.”
    â€œThat was just her being a drama queen as usual. Like I told you before you came back to Tallahassee, she still has feelings for you.”
    â€œHow can you be so sure?”
    â€œI’m only her best friend. She tells me everything.”
    â€œLike what?”
    â€œThings aren’t going so well between her and Kashawn. Bree says he’s been stressed out at work. Look, you can’t mention this to Bree, but…”
    â€œWhat? Spit it out.”
    â€œShe tells me that Kashawn’s been coming home drunk at crazy hours of the night.”
    â€œKashawn doesn’t drink that much.”
    â€œHow do you know? You’ve been M.I.A. for three years. You have no idea how bad it’s gotten. She told me about his temper, too, which obviously is a trait you both possess.” My little white lie I was feeding this fool was quickly going from snowball to runaway boulder.
    â€œI don’t hit women, just skank, manipulative bitches like the one standing in front of me.” He added, “Does he hit her?”
    â€œShe has come to me with bruises on her face.”
    â€œI’m going to kill him.”
    Deanthony’s simple ass had taken the bait. Damn, I’m good.
    â€œI advised Bree to leave him, to urge him to get some help, but you know how stubborn she can be. She claims that Kashawn doesn’thave a problem. She says that if she loves him hard enough, he’ll stop. I’m scared something bad is going to happen if they don’t get help.”
    Deanthony was leaning against my Cadillac Escalade with his arms and feet crossed. “Everything was all good at the party.”
    â€œThat was all a put-on.”
    I stood there, feeding him one lie after the next about Bree and Kashawn. I deserved an Academy Award for my performance. I could tell how heated Deanthony was getting. Now I wasn’t the only one he wanted to kill.
    â€œI mean, no disrespect to your brother, but—”
    â€œFuck ’Shawn!”
    I paused for a moment to let him stew under the white-hot fire of my lies.
    â€œWhat’s the plan?”
    â€œKashawn doesn’t know it yet, but he’s going to cheat on Bree.”
    â€œHow do you figure that?”
    â€œHer name’s Katiesha. She owes me a favor. This bitch can get anyone into bed and she’s got mad deep-throat skills.”
    â€œI know her. Real low class. She’s got a place over on Pepper Drive. I hear she charges something like a grand an hour.”
    I pulled out a fat ball of cash. “I got it covered. Trust.”
    â€œSo that’s why you want me to take Bree to dinner, so you can get Katiesha in their crib.”
    â€œYou’re not as dumb as you look.”
    â€œAnd how do you expect Bree to come out with me?”
    â€œDamn, Deanthony, if I have to think of everything, what the fuck do I need you for? Sweet-talk her, tell her you’re sorry for pulling that high school, crank-call bullshit you did, and that you want to make it up to her. Hell, take her out for doughnuts or something, just make sure you get her out of the house. You canbe real convincing when you want to be, something people don’t know about you.” Flattery doesn’t just get you everywhere, but it gets weak-minded men like Deanthony exactly where you want them.
    â€œSo you ain’t trippin’ about this Katiesha chick fucking Kashawn?”
    â€œIt’s a small price to pay considering when this shit is all over, I will have your brother. I’m going to need you two to stay away from the house for a couple of hours. I’ll text you when it’s cool for you to bring her back.”
    â€œYou ain’t gonna do nothin’ crazy to hurt