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When you gon’ learn these hoes ain’t worth shit but the pussy between their legs? Y’all keep wifing them when you need to bust a nut and keep it moving.”
“You see what happened to Los behind a bitch, don’t you.” Pierre jerked upright in his seat with a deathly lour. He and his brother weren’t as tight as he was with their younger sisters, but he’d go to war for Los every time. “Aye, I try to mind my business with you and Shabu’s little beefs, but keep my brother’s name out of your mouth,” he warned with squared shoulders.
My folks almost lost his life behind running to the store for fucking ice cream. Why couldn’t she wait until the morning? She knew his lifestyle but didn’t take that into consideration. Women are selfish creatures and take more than they’ll ever give.”
“You can’t wrap your mind around it, because you never had the kind of love that’ll make you leave out in the middle of the night, knowing what’s out there. The right one will have you doing shit you don’t even understand because they’re worth that. A nigga who gets it, just gets it.”
“I don’t do that unless necessary,” Relic admitted while grabbing a cup to pour a double shot of liquor. “You have to instill fear in them if they get out of line, or they’ll test you at every turn.”
“You don’t! Judith ain’t did shit to you, but you let that fuck nigga warp yo mind to hate your own mother.” “Judith and her decisions got us here! How the fuck don’t you see that? Judith took us from our father. Yo goddamn momma and her bullshit had you busting a gun at twelve. Had Joseph not lied for you, where would your ass be right now? All that shit started with her, but she does no wrong in your eyes.”
“I’m not competing with you,” he swore, his tone condoling and genuine. “I’m not the enemy, and I ain’t trying to take your place because I know I don’t have any wins with Savvy when it comes to you. Whatever hostility you got with me is one sided because we have the same goal. I’m ‘bout your cousin just like you.”
“Her last nigga was weak, and I ain’t him. Whoop ain’t all you got either, because you have whoever she has. I’d ride for you just like I would her off the strength of knowing she loves yo ass. Titan is already proving where he stands, anytime he keeps coming here to get treated like shit. I can’t stop you from feeling how you feel, but I’m here until Whoop wants me out this bitch. On some real shit, y’all better hope I leave easy then.” “You ain’t,” Titan murmured, and Shabu cracked a smile.
“I’m sorry. I know I just keep putting more on your plate.” She apologized. “Don’t do that. Stop acting like you’re hard to deal with ‘cause you’re not. It’s my job to make sure you’re good.” “That seems like your job for everyone. You need peace, too, and I was really trying to be that for you.” “You don’t have to do shit but be you, and I’m straight. I just need to know you got me,” he expressed, forcing her head back onto his chest. “I got you. You got me?” “Fa sho’. You know it’s forever up about you, Whoop.”
“She wasn’t yours to protect! Why the hell are you driving yourself insane about some shit none of us knew?” “I think Relic did that shit,” Shabu blurted. Titan backpedaled in disbelief. “Think about it. That broad he was fucking ain’t smart enough to do that shit on her own. Who did she get liquid ecstasy from, huh?”
“Michi insinuated Relic tried to force himself on her,” Titan divulged, watching Shabu extend his hooded eyes. “That’s what we were arguing about the day she got into the accident. Pierre told me she fucked Relic, but he had the story wrong. I haven’t said anything to Relic about it because I don’t want to see him as that nigga. That’s our fucking brother, Shabu.”
“Those girls are damaged, and that shit is sad. Every adult that was supposed to teach and love them, fucked them up in the head. They ain’t had no guidance.”
“That’s a fact. A nigga with time ain’t got no money, and one with money ain’t got no time.”
“I wasn’t being distant, but we deal with shit differently. I need time alone to process my next move, while you lock yourself in rooms. If anything happened in the meantime, you would have been my first call. I don’t give a damn if you pissed me off so bad that I wanted to knock the curl pattern out yo fucking hair. I’m gon’ hit yo line, ‘cause I know you got me. I thought I made it clear you can do the same, but maybe not. This is the second time you held out on me.”
“You don’t think we’re going to make it, do you?” Her heart skipped a beat at his perceptiveness. He always figured her out, and she had mixed emotions about it. “If we’re willing to try, yes, but I have doubts,” she admitted, clenching his hand tighter as his hold weakened. “There’s this part of me that’s waiting for us to go up in smoke. Your timing and everything you do for me is too perfect, Shabu. Nothing in my life is this good.”
If y’all try that with mine, I’ll cut all of you off and sleep peacefully with her laid on my chest. Now, how are we doing this?”
“Yea, I’m taken. My brother is single, though.” “He’s been flirting with every girl that’s walked through the door. I like my niggas to pay dust to any bitch that’s not me.” “My girl likes her nigga like that, too. Enjoy your food.”
“Don’t even lie around me. If you can tell a bold face lie to the person who’ll hold you down right, wrong, or indifferent, then it ain’t no telling what you’ll do to me.”
“She ain’t trying to hear that shit. Judith rather him be with someone she can control and that he’ll never love harder than her, so she can keep that nigga under her bosoms,” Relic spat, and Judith turned her wrath on him.
“Damn. They dropped my babies off like a Door Dash order. They ain’t shit.”
“Man, I’m single. They aren’t about to stress me out. Sis, come dance, so we can let them know we don’t need no hateration or holleration in our dancery.”
“I’m tired of fighting with you about the small stuff. I just want the love.” “And that’s the realest shit you’ve said, Whoop. Me too.”
“Who the hell is we, Whoop? You sat your fat ass there the whole time and didn’t even attempt to help.”
“Having muthafuckas judge you for leaving a NBA prospect for a lowlife like me bothers your soul, don’t it?” Shabu asked. “Not at all. I’m more bothered that you think you’re a lowlife and that people are judging you when they don’t know a damn thing about you. You aren’t even in a gang.”
“You ain’t gotta tell me,” he rebutted, kissing her belly before he stood to peck her lips. His eyes danced over her face as he admitted, “I like you chubby, though. You gotta keep some of this weight on.”
