He seemed just as surprised that I really put our relationship on the line like that but at this point, what more could I do.
"Where you want me to start"
"You can start by telling me what the hell is going on that led to Marcus getting shot while he had your car. Especially right after I find out that people tryina kill you"
Dre sat back and let out a breath before he started talking, telling me about how this mess with June started from Aysia paying him to go after Dre. As he went into detail about what was going on the story just got wilder.
I sat and listened while he continued to explain to me every detail which made everything make a whole lot more sense now.
I really wasn't tryina threaten our relationship but it seems like that was the only way I can get Dre to actually acknowledge what I was expressing.
Once he finished talking I nodded
"So I'm guessing it was June that shot Marcus, thinking it was you"
Dre shook his head "I was him. But he knew it wasn't me. Marcus was outside my car and shot up close. 4 times"
"Oh my gosh" I sighed "and let me guess, june coming back for you next?"
"Nah" Dre shook his head
"Do you know that for sure?"
" yeah"
"How?"
"We finally handled that after we left the hospital"
I ran my hands through my hair "I-.. just be careful deandre"
"I am. I ain gone get caught up in no shit. I got the nigga body with me" he nodded towards the back of the car.
I made a face, looking back before focusing on Dre again, pointing to the back "you got a body in the trunk of my car?!"
I didn't know if I wanted to cry, scream or slap the shit out of Dre right now. He ended up chuckling, shaking his head
"Nah I'm just bullshitting. Ain shit in yo trunk. But you ain gotta worry forreal"
"And I can believe you.. but this is all I ask for Dre. I'm always open with you and I want you to be the same with me because honestly it seems like you hiding stuff. And I don't wanna feel like you hiding stuff from me cause then ima be questioning shit that I don't need to be questioning"
"I'm sorry"
"I don't want you to be sorry. I just want the issue fixed so we won't have to go through this again"
"Ima try"
"No. I don't wanna keep hearing you'll try."
"I will fix the issue. I promise"
"Pinky promise?" I held up my finger. Dre kissed his teeth "if you don't pinky promise it won't count"
"Really?"
"Yes really"
Dre looked at me before locking pinkies with me
"Now let's not do this again because not sleeping under each other, not saying I love you and no kind of affection.. I don't like that"
"And you saying you ain gone marry me, ion like that either"
"Bet that was gone make you cry, huh?"
He sucked his teeth "fuck out my face"
"No, keep that same energy you had earlier... FuCk iM sUpPosEd to dO, cRy?" I mocked what he said earlier
"Nah cause you was trippin"
"No YOU were because you treated me like my feelings weren't valid"
"I just feel like You'on need to know shit like that"
"For why though? You supposed to be able to tell me everything"
"Cause you beautiful, smart as hell, got yo degree and a lot of shit going for you. And I already came with a baby, a crazy ass babymomma and a whole bunch of bullshit. Ion need nothing else negative in yo head about me to have you thinking you made the wrong choice being with me"
"Deandre" I laughed "I know I didn't make the wrong choice. I love you, the baby you came with and everything else about you. If I didn't wanna be with you, you really think I would've chose NOW to second guess myself? Honestly I probably would've left the table when you said you had a daughter if I didn't really like you. And I most definitely wouldn't have stayed after my first fight with Aysia... or the second.. but most definitely the first one"
"At least you won"
"And got a bald spot out of it cause she pulled some fresh ass braids"
"It grew back so you can't even tell" he touched my hair"
"Boy fuck you" I laughed, feeling him grab my hand
"I love you"
"I love you too" I responded, leaning over and kissed him "now can I start my vision board for my wedding or you bout to keep acting sassy? Cause next time ima take the ring off and throw it at you"
"And I'll beat yo ass forreal"
"You got a lot of ass to beat" I told him as I opened the door to the car and he laughed
"That ain no problem"
"I bet so.. come on so we can get my babies and take them home" I told him while getting out the car and so did he before we headed back into the house
Seventy Seven:
Start from the beginning
