Her eyes cut over at me. “He says don’t be like that, he had a good reason.”
I found the perfect opportunity to snatch my phone and hang up.
“I know you ain’t hang up on him, Baby. The man really likes you.”
I rolled my eyes at her. “He’ll be alright. Let’s go get something to eat, I’m hungry.”
She shook her head and turned the radio up before driving off. Nobody ain’t worried about Love, but deep down, I knew I was gone pay a price for hanging up on him like I did.
28
LOVE
After she hung up,I moved the phone from my ear and looked at it. I knew damn well she ain’t hang up the goddamn phone on me. I know I told her I was gone call back but, after I realized Valentine was gone, I rode around the neighborhood looking for him. I figured he wouldn’t get that far because he was hurt, but I couldn’t find his ass nowhere. After I looked for over two hours, I went back to the crib to get some sleep.
“Damn, you gone let her do that to you?”
I looked to my right at Messiah. His instigating ass was seated in the passenger seat of my car. “Nigga, shut up!”
This morning, I woke up to a knock on the door and Messiah on the other side. He was going on a little drug run, told me to ride through with him. I needed to be worried about my brother right now, but I had to focus on something else or I was going to lose my mind.
The meeting went smoother than a nigga expected. Messiah got a few thousand for running pounds of cocaine from a connect in Mexico to a connect here in the US. He said he made decent money doing it, and I was just glad his ass ain’t gotta stand on somebody corner to get his hustle on.
Even though he wanted me to get in on it with him, a nigga was still apprehensive. It was hard enough getting out the game the first time. If I jumped back in, getting out the second time was gone be damn near impossible.
We were leaving from the drop-off spot, heading to Princess’s house to see if Valentine went there last night. That’s most likely where he was, now that I had time to think on it. If not my crib or hers, where else would he go?
“Jayda still sound sexy as hell. You think she got a man?” he asked with a blunt between his lips. “Tell her I wanna try this shit again.”
I see some stuff didn’t change. He’d always been crazy about Jayda. She broke up with him when he went back to the drug game, claimed she ain’t wanna see him in that life. He never moved on, though.
“The fuck I look like to you, Cupid?” I spat.
“Hell yeah. The bow in the backseat muthafucka!” He pointed over his shoulder.
I sucked my teeth, turning on Lumel Ave. I spotted Baby and Jayda walking into a restaurant across the street.
“Tell her yourself.” I nodded my head in that direction for him to see what I was talking about.
He put the blunt out in the middle of the console. “Aye, let’s roll up on them. You got to get on Baby for hanging up on you too, nigga.”
He wasn’t doing nothing but tryna boost my head up, so he could take his ass over there with Jay. All that wasn’t even necessary though, because I was gone stop whether he wanted me to or not. She gone get enough of being rude on a nigga.
I hit a quick right into a parking lot and cut through to the other side. He started straightening his clothes nervously like a little bitch.
“Fuck wrong with you?” I asked, eyebrows furrowed. “You acting like you ain’t never been with her ass before.”
He waved me off. “Don’t judge me, Love. This different. I got shit to prove.”
“Like what?” I parked my car, looking through the glass window. They had just grabbed a seat in the back.
“She broke up with me because I was running the streets on bullshit. I wasn’t ready to settle down, but I am now.”
“You fo’ sho about that?” I took the keys out the ignition.
“Damn right. Jayda was good to me, Love, and I fumbled her. That was all on me.”
I twisted my head to stare at the front of his face. “Muthafucka, you crying?”
