Deep Down Inside Of Me ~Prodigy Story~

It's a Game......

Char,

"So look. A long time ago when Roc first met Jada or not too long after, He sent me this picture. I saved it of course... I mean look at it. Shit. So I made it her contact picture and I've never changed it." Prod says, giving me a face saying that he was serious. But can I believe him?

I cross my arms and raise an eyebrow up at him, saying, "You skipped the part where you got your friends girlfriends number."

"She gave it to me. Nothing serious."

"Why?"

All he did was hunch his shoulders and then remained in silence. 

"Did you fuck her?"

"Naw. I promise you I didn't" 

"Ok. I'll take your word for it"

"I gotta find this nigga"

"Roc?"

"Yeah.." He replied, standing to his feet. "Jada is worried. I hope it has nothing to do with thug shit. He could have either been shot.. Or either the police got him."

"I hope he didn't get shot." 

"Me too" Prods sighs. 

"Don't worry, ok. Im sure he's fine" 

"Shid, I don't even know where to look for him."

I stood there watching him as he leaned against the wall thinking. He looks like he needs a big hug and kiss, and that's my job so I walk over to him and hug his waist. "Baby" 

"Yea?"

"You'll find him. Have you stopped smoking?"

"Little"

"Prod" I whimper. "Ok I'll get you sometime on that but the other girls.... No."

"Is my girl a jealous one?" Prod smirks, finally returning my hug. 

"I am actually"

He laughs. "How jealous can you get?"

"Lets not find that out"

"Do you know where this is going?"

"No. But we're not having sex."

"Why? This is killing me!"

"Well Im guessing today will be the day you die?"

"That's harsh"

"Everything is harsh to you" I state in all honestly, letting him go.

"That's not true. But that was harsh."

Prod went to sit back down and I collapsed on his lap, leaning on his chest.

"But I was joking! Come on baby! Aren't you suppose to be finding Roc anyway?"

"Oh shit..." He jumped back up, almost causing me to fall on the floor, but he caught me. "Come with me"

"Im not about to get shot up out there in the middle of a alley or something! No!"

"Roc isn't a thug thug... Not for real"

"So he's a thug for play?"

"No, Char" Prod sighs.. "Girls...."

I smile. "Then what do you mean?"

"Don't worry about it"

"Im not worried. I was just wondering." 

I slowly walked close to Prod and slipped my arms around him again firmly. "It's been 15 minutes and you still haven't left. Some friend you are."