𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞.

Thirteen: Real Spill.

Ezriah couldn't help the frown that was now on his face. He knew he couldn't be mad though because it was his idea to not be in a relationship.

"With who?" He asked lowly, and Cimani watched as his eyes got dark once again.

She felt as if it would be best to tell him that she was going on a date, rather than keeping it from him. She knew if he found out any other way, his first answer would be to resort to violence and she wanted to avoid that at any cost.

"Jay Critch."

Saint let out a low chuckle as he moved away from Cimani, making his way upstairs. Cimani frantically followed behind him, worry evident in her face.

"That nigga cool, I fuck wit' his music. I ain't even mad at you." He said calmly, Cimani wasn't liking how calm he was because the look in his eyes said otherwise.

"I'm glad you're not upset Ezriah, see that's progress." She smiled as she tried to grab his hand, he moved his hand away as he started to get dressed.

Cimani's heart dropped as she watched him get ready to leave. "Where are you going?"

"Home." He said flatly as he started to put his chains and watch on. Cimani stood behind him in the mirror, she didn't want him to leave.

"Really Saint? I thought this is what you wanted, you're not being fair at all."

He turned to her, his chain in hand as he fiddled with it. "You don't like the dates I take you on? Is that what it is, I'm not good enough for you?"

Cimani's voice cracked as she moved in to touch him, but backed up once she remembered he didn't want to be touched at the moment. "Now you know that's not the case. It's just I don't want to end up hurt. I feel that If I wait around for you to be ready to be with me, you'll realize you want to be with somebody else.."

Ezriah couldn't help but to let out a sigh as he placed his chain back on the dresser. "If I'm tryna' build with you, what makes you think I'll find someone else? Unlike you I'm not looking. That's the only way I'll ever be with some one else Cimani, is if I go out looking for them. I only got eyes for you." He spoke truthfully.

A part of Cimani had wished she didn't agree to whatever it was Saint and her had going on, but a part of her loved every second of it.

"You're right." She spoke lowly.

"You want me to go find somebody else to take out? Since you going on dates with niggas and shit."

Cimani bit the inside of her cheek as she thought of Saint with another woman, she didn't like that. At all.

"No. I'm the only woman you should be taking out."

Ezriah slipped his coat off as he made his way towards her, picking her up so that her legs were wrapped around his waist. "I thought so. Now go ahead and cancel that date." He said as he bit down on her neck before placing an aggressive kiss on her lips.

Cimani glanced over at the alarm clock on her night stand, the time read: 4:55 A.M.

"Okay. Can we go to bed now?"

Ezriah nodded as they made their way towards her bed, they both had a long day.

Across town in East Flatbush, Chloè laid in Jahiem's bed with a million thoughts racing her mind. His arm was wrapped around her waist as he slept peacefully behind her.

It happened, they had sex. Chloè thought maybe she would've felt some regrets after but she caught herself in a daze. Although she was wrapped in his arms at the moment, she couldn't help but to think back at what just transpired.