Waiting for her to come to me.
Figure out that she was too good for a nigga like Sigel.
So, as much as I wanted to go across the hall and wave the white flag, I also wanted her to know I wasn’t wasting my time. I wasn’t trying to chase behind her forever, while she tossed me small pieces of herself.
If we were going to do this shit, then I needed to have all of her. I wanted to know every part of Zoya Caselli, because in order to love her, I had to know the true her. Not the parts that she chose to show the world.
I wanted the dark parts of her. The side that no one ever got to experience because she was too scared to be vulnerable. I wanted to be able to say I knew the ins and outs of my woman. It was easy for her to date fuck niggas because they never cared. They were concerned about themselves, so she was able to give them just enough, but not too much.
“I was honest, and she didn’t like that shit.”
Quasim messed with his beard. “Don’t you think Menace already too damn honest with her?”
I looked over at him. “Being honest, Menace not involved in their personal lives to even know what is what with her.”
“You’re not wrong,” I looked over, and Jeffie was walking over with Cappadonna and Capone.
“What’s good, Jeffie?” I nodded.
“Life is life… but you’re not totally wrong about Zoy.”
“Could never be wrong about my baby… tell me what I’m missing, Jeff?”
Corleon took off running down the block with Aimee chasing behind him. “Give me my damn candy, Corleon!”
Capella laughed while he strolled behind them. “Told you to let me chase him… but you wanna be ol’ independent… independent head ass,” he teased his wife.
“Oh really? Let me tell your father what we….”
“Yo, Corleon… give my wife her fucking candy,” Capella took off running behind him, and Core ducked between the cars.
Aimee smirked and crossed her arms, walking over toward us. “Aim, the fuck you talking about?” Cappadonna questioned.
“Oh, nothing… Pops, it’s nothing to worry about.” She nervously looked away while snickering to herself.
Cappadonna looked down at her, not convinced, but left it alone. I think it was better for him not to know what the hell she was threatening Capella about.
“She’s used to being alone and never sharing what’s going on. They are each the same way… never giving too much about what’s going on with them. Menace knows what he needs to, but never what’s really going on with them. It’s how they’ve operated all these years.”
“Shit not good though.”
She shrugged. “Who you telling?” I love my girl and accept what shedoestell me. I know she’s careful because of how close I am with Menace.”
“I hear you… make some time in Menace’s schedule for me… need to holla at him about a few things.”
“Not—”
“She not working tonight… call his crazy ass yourself,” Corleon finally stopped running around, and pulled Jeffie next to him.
“Put that shit in his schedule… I know you could.” I smirked.
He dapped me up and laughed. “About Zoya?”
“And some other shit… make sure you there too.” I had allowed Zoya to keep this away from her brother for too long, and now it was up to me to make sure that he knew about it.
“Yoo, Lady Inferno and Queen about to race on Linden…it’s clear.” Kincaid ran out the lounge and hopped on the bike. “They want me to call it.”
“The fuck?” Meer hollered, hopping on his bike, right behind Kincaid.
