Owed(SxS)

The debt

Riyah's pov:

Another day in South Detroit , I didn't have to chase people .. they ran from me .

In the streets My name carried weight , I was never loud though.

When money was owed , I collected like a mafia boss.

And this time ? The debt belonged to Mr Carter .

Which was Londyn's father .

I knew who she was , every body did at that .

Londyn ran with a rival crew sharp tongued , tough , and known for folding under pressure.

We locked eyes before at a block party , gas station, and intersections lit in red and blue .

Tension .

Respect.

Something else , neither of us wanted to name .

But money was money .

And business didn't care about feelings .

I pulled up to Mr.Carter's auto shop and cornered him , after he closed .

"I don't want any trouble" he says .

"Then you shouldn't owe it" I muttered back.

But I let him slide with a 48-hour extension, not because I'm soft .

Because Londyn walked in .

And the air shifts .

Londyn steps between us .

Calm .

Controlled .

Dangerous.

"You got an issue with my family?" She says ,voice low.

"You bring it to me"

I smirked ."I just might."

That's the first mistake .

I sent word out , to shake Mr. Carter a little bit so he can pay up .

No one gets hurt .

Just pressure .

But it seems like londyn isn't just protecting the debt .

But also her pride .

Not even shortly after I got a message from a unknown number .

"Pull up , alone ."

Hopefully its about this damn money .

The location was sent , but when I pulled up . It was some crappy old ware house .

When I got out , my car was surrounded.

Not by Mr . Carter but  ..  Londyn ?

The tables was turned .

I got tussled , but not harmed and stripped for the first time in years .

Londyn stood closer leaving it hard to breathe .

" You thought you could mess with my people?" She said quietly .

I didn't  flinch "You should've payed ."

But something about the way Londyn looked at me ..

It's not hate , it's frustration .

And Something that feels dangerously close to obsession.