"Stop it, we strictly platonic now." I smack my teeth.
"Youn miss me clutching you midstroke?" She laughs.
"Yes Spirit. Anyways what we gone name the baby?" I change the subject.
"Ummm... I think... hm, ion know it's gotta be something unique and meaningful to us. Maybe it should be unisex as well." She suggests.
"Yea, sumn we enjoy... we can't name it Murda can we?" I ask.
"Nawl that's too common, it's gotta be somewhat related to our names in a way. How about Serene? Or like Santana or Sevyn."
"I like the name Sevyn. Or Symphony?" I respond.
"Maybe Sacred- wait what about Spiritual!? Cuz Spirituality relates to the soul or the spirit. In this case they'll relate to both of us." She gasps.
"Damn dats smart. I like it. We got hella time to choose tho." I shrug.
"God the smell of this shit finna kill me." She gags, draining the acv and the water.
"Don't worry me too. You finished?" I ask after she wraps my head up.
"Yea, I'm finna blow dry it so I can start twisting." She stands up and squeezes soap into both sides of the sink.
"Thank you Spirit." I stand up and hug her from behind.
"Why do you wanna be platonic?" She asks.
"Cuz I'll kill you if you break my heart." I kiss her neck.
"What if you break mine first?" She turns and looks at me.
"How? I have no level of attraction towards anybody but you." I look at her dumb.
"Well you so wishy washy n shit. You get jealous fa no reason, and instead of talking bout why you mad you just start being an asshole to me. Sometimes you all sweet like this then you push me away. You deadass hugging me and kissing on my neck but want to stay platonic? You fucking wit me and it hurt." She pulls away from me and goes to the living room.
"I'm not fucking with you... I'm just... undecided." I sigh walking behind her.
"Okay then be undecided. Just leave me alone from here on out okay?" She rolls her eyes.
"Oh okay." I shrug.
"You just confusing me Soul." She says softly.
"I already said okay. Whatchu looking like that foe?" I ask.
"Cuz you gone take it the wrong way and I should've chosen my words more carefully. I know you sensitive." She sighs.
"Nah it's coo." I shake my head.
"Are you crying? Bro ian mean it like that." She tries to wipe up my tears but I pull away.
"Don't fucking touch me!" I hit her hand with my Glock.
"Or what? Fuck you gone do?" She pushes me.
I wipe my face then shoot her below her knee. She falls at my feet, she pulls the knife out her bra and stabs above my ankle.
"GATDAMMIT SPIRIT FUCK!" I fall down and the knife shifts, causing even more excruciating pain.
"Why the fuck would you shoot me again!?" She lets go off the knife, leaving it in me.
"Bitch die." I mumble taking off my hair towel.
She pushes the knife deeper in me and I push her down, choking her. She coughs directly in my face and I wrinkle my face in disgust.
"Let- go!" She pulls a handful of dreads so I strangle her harder before letting go and grabbing her leg.
"Stop what is you doin?" She cries tryna crawl away.
"Stay still dumbass." I tie the towel around her leg, I think it only contains clean water.
"Go get the stuff." I tell her.
She pushes herself up partially then sits back down.
"What is you doin girl we finna die!" I scream which doesn't seem to affect her.
"We got a slave dumbass, it just dawned on me." She smiles with wide alert eyes.
"Oh shit you right..."
"Niggerbitch comea I know you heard dat!" She calls for him.
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"Thanks." I tell her after she finishes my hair.
I stand up and grab my set of crutches to walk on.
"I- Soulll don't be like that, you take everything to heart." She tries to grab me but I turn away and start walking to the stairs.
"SOUL BRING YO ASS HERE!" She says in a mean ass stern voice.
"Fuck do you want from me? You told me leave you alone." I turn back around and walk a lil closer to her.
"Stop acting like a bitch." She hugs me while standing on her only working foot.
"A who?" I raise my eyebrows.
"A bitch- I mean female." She kisses my cheek.
"You must think I'm soft assum." I mumble.
"I'm sorry Soul, I was tryna say you don't know whether you want me or not and I just hate going through this with you." She rubs my back.
"I do wantchu it's just we both highly unstable people and you a hoe so ion know if it'll work. Why ruin our friendship?" I shrug.
"We've never just been friends Soul." She chuckles.
"Well I mean our connection... our bond." I rephrase.
"Everytime we fuck I only feel closer to you tho. We not gone ruin anything." She wraps both her arms around my neck.
"Aight so what should we call it?" I ask.
"A sexual correspondence. We're already together in a way so let's just say a sexual correspondence." She says.
"Oh aight." I agree to the wording.
"So every nigga or bitch you den fucked, we gone have to kill. It should be enough to refill our meat chamber." I say.
"It's only 3 that's still alive right now. Mona we can't kill cuz she's carrying our baby, sum girl in the Waffle House bathroom but it's no way to find her, and den Tristan." She lifts off.
