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apart, she would finally have enough strength to demand more from him.
    Latrice’s thoughts were interrupted when Bay’s phone rang from on top of the nightstand. She grabbed the phone and tried to handit to him, but without warning, her face met the back of his hand.
    â€œWhy the fuck you pick up my shit? Don’t touch my shit. You don’t know who could be hitting me up. Nosey-ass bitch.” He shook his head and then answered the phone. “Hello. Yeah, what’s up my, nigga. All right, I’ll be down in a minute.” He hung up the phone, then looked over at Latrice as blood trickled from her nose. “You brought that upon yourself. Nobody told you to touch my shit.”
    â€œI didn’t even look at it. On top of that I don’t care who calls you. You be the one tripping off of shit like that. Not me.”
    Bay put his shirt back on and waved her off, as if what she was saying didn’t matter. Latrice felt slighted as blood continued to pour from her nose. She sighed out of frustration as blood droplets absorbed into her favorite silk sheets. She decided to use the tainted fabric to suppress the bleeding. She looked up at Bay as her eyes filled with tears.
    â€œWhy do you treat me like this? I do everything you ask of me, but yet, you treat me like I’m out to get you. I don’t deserve this, Bay. Not at all.”
    Bay walked over to her and stood directly over top of her. He arched his brow as he stared into her saddened eyes. “You should be lucky with the amount of attention you get from me. Those other hoes don’t get shit but dick and hair money. You don’t have to remind me that you’ll do anything for me. I already know that. I trust you like shit, girl. All the shit you did for me over the years to keep me out of prison, I respect that. I even trust you over my own niggas when it comes to my money. I don’t ever have to worry about no snake shit with you. You’re my little angel.” He then brushed her face lightly with his hand, causing Latrice to tense up slightly.
    â€œWhen I get out, we’re going to start this label and everythingis going to be straight. I need you to be strong right now. You’re all I got to depend on. I’m sorry that I hit you, but don’t make that an issue for us. You understand what I’m saying?”
    Latrice nodded, confirming she understood. She hated his apology, but knew with Bay, that’s the best she would get from him. He was a hardened thug and never displayed vulnerability to anyone. No matter how much he was at fault.
    â€œA’ight, I got to get up out of here, so I can get this fucking time over with. I’m going to call you as often as I can. I need you to be here to catch my calls. Okay?”
    â€œYeah, I gotchu,” she replied softly.
    Bay kissed her forehead and then headed for the door. He turned around and gave her a fierce glare.
    â€œDon’t let anything happen to my money. You protect that shit with your life.”
    â€œDon’t worry, Bay. Just go do your time and everything will be in order once you get out,” Latrice assured.
    Bay simply nodded and left out the door. Latrice didn’t even wait long enough to see if he was really gone before she started to cry. Bay had completely destroyed her sense of worth. She didn’t like the weak woman she had become. She prayed that during the time Bay was locked up, she would find herself again. She no longer wanted him to dictate her every decision. Latrice wanted to have as much power as Bay did with the record label. Some drastic changes in her life would have to be made, especially if she wanted to be a boss. She had to come up with a game plan.
    Shakita walked into Latrice’s apartment building right as Bay was leaving out. Their eyes coldly met as he descended down the steps. The abhorrence they shared for each other was clearly evident. She despised him for how he treated