Save Room for Us (Crenshaw Kings Book 7)

by Shvonne Latrice

wanna open a women’s center for abused women and for women who are struggling financially with children,” I said. “I’m telling you because other than the fact that you’re my man, I think it could be something we could do together. The center will need protection, and it could be something your soldiers could do, something else to make them look legit all the while protecting the ladies who reside there.”

don’t forgive her, but I feel bad that she’s in that situation. I feel bad for any woman in that situation because even the shadiest hos like her don’t deserve that. And I’ve been there, feeling scared and hopeless, and like you’re gonna die being miserable and afraid. I didn’t like seeing her like that; it truly bothered me.

“She had to be hurting, too, because having to tuck her tail between her legs and admit she was wrong probably took a lot. And he is hitting her in the face, something he doesn’t typically do. He only did it to me the night I shot him because he was so vexed that he’d lost all control. Then talking to Scotland, her having nowhere to go when she was with her ex, I just think we could help a lot of people.”

“You a good person, you know that?” “I can be.” “Nah, you are.” His lids lowered for a minute like he was studying me. “You care about muthafuckas, even when you shouldn’t. You put yo’self on the line for the people you care about, and ain’t a lot of people like you. Not too many women would tell a nigga not to kill his old jump off causing issues.” I giggled as he smirked subtly before getting serious. “You rare, and I’m fucking lucky. I want you to understand that shit, love.”

you getting what’s owed to you out of life, but I’m gon’ double that shit up. I meant it when I said I’m gon’ make sure you get every fucking thing you want, need too. Put a cape on yo’ ass, call you Super Satisfied.” I tossed my head back to laugh, and he joined before it ceased. “Niggas gon’ know it’s impossible to impress you, Sophie, and any other daughters we create, and I put that shit on everything.”

“Yeah, well watch yo’ fucking mouth talking on her like that,” Low cut Free off.

“Aye, both y’all niggas shut the fuck up.” I intercepted Low’s reply, not even knowing why he was so up in fucking arms, but I wasn’t having the shit. “Banks is off-limits in any fucking way, meaning within conversation and the fucking obvious.”

“As for you,” I turned to Low, “I don’t need you coming behind Banks when I’m in the fucking room or any of her other brothers. She not yo’ girl, she not ya fucking friend, and she won’t ever be. Don’t let my baby sister be yo’ downfall, nigga. It’s not worth it. Plenty of females in the world you can come behind without dying behind, feel me?” “I do.” Low nodded somberly. “I just know how you feel about her and wanted to check this nigga.” He gestured to Free, who sucked his teeth. “But I got you. I’m gon’ keep quiet. I don’t want yo’ crazy ass thinking shit.”

“I’m her only nigga, muthafucka,” I couldn’t help but to shout out. “Sir, I will have you removed if you say one more word.” The judge pointed at me with his gavel, and I threw my hands up in mock surrender.

“You don’t even need to worry about the outcome of this shit, ’cause soon as it’s over, you dead, nigga,” I stated calmly, leaning against the wall.

“Can’t compete where you don’t compare, nigga.” I smirked as Cedric got ready to roll off. “Nigga—” His words were cut off when I popped him in the mouth before saying, “Don’t interrupt me while I’m talking, boy.” He was so shocked he didn’t respond. “Fact that you thought a little court security could do something when I’m above them niggas. Muthafuckas like him do my dirty work. So, like I said, you on borrowed time, muthafucka.” Looking over to Jacinta, I said, “You can be on that shit, too, if you call yaself trying to be Captain Save a Bitch Nigga. Aight?” She nodded quickly to show she understood before I walked off.

“Shit, I love my wife. Y’all can joke all day about that shit, and I won’t give a fuck. After this, I’m taking my ass home to play with my son and then slide up inside his mama, simping in her fucking ear while I’m in it.”

“That simp life is where it’s at,” I added. “Man, what you said.” Lequay nodded.

Yolani ain’t even want me flirting when she wouldn’t flirt with my ass,” Cemone stated, causing a wave of laughter throughout us. “I’m dead ass serious.”

“I wouldn’t wanna be wrapped up with any-fucking-body else but you. Nothing worth having is easy, love.” He kissed my forehead. “I let him hit me first, that ain’t on you.”

“Thank you for saving me. Not just today but since you came around. You’ve been taking care of me mentally, physically, emotionally, and financially since day one, and I want you to know I appreciate it.”