𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵
𝗘'𝗻𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗵 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗲 | 𝟮𝟮
Najah looked up at Boogie and tried to hold her tears in. As he continued to fuss she silently started crying.
"You got me in so much shit- fuck is you cryin' fa E'najah?!"
"All i'm tryna do is tell you how I feel n you cryin. Do I cry when you express yoself to me cuh?"
"No" She shook her head. "So shut yo crybaby ass up then n let me talk."
He grabbed the box of tissue off her nightstand and threw it at her.
"If dis nigga fuck up what I got goin' on, on my soul i'm through witchu."
"That's has nothin- i'm talkin' E'najah I already said be quiet."
"Okay"
Najah was tired of men talking to her crazy but she really didn't know how to defend herself. Behind all the attitude and meaness Najah just wanted to be loved by somebody.
She didn't like the fact that he was angry with her over something she didn't know about.
"Dis crazy ass nigga hackin' into my shit you needa get em bro. I been being nice as fuck 'bout errthang, dis shit between y'all!"
Jeremiah had hacked into his work computer somehow and emailed all his clients telling them lies. That caused everybody to change their minds about buying and renting houses from him.
"Na you can talk."
"Asaad I didn't know anything about that. I haven't talked to him, he's blocked on everything and you know that. I can't control what Jeremiah doing."
"I'm finna go."
"Why?" She asked holding her hands out with a tissue in her hand. "You still fuckin' cryin. You being a punk right na tighten up cuh. Ian een gone say too much more to yo. Either you gone get det nigga to stop or we done."
"N I stamp det shit on my life." He added
"Why are you so angry at me? Asaad I didn't do nothing!"
"I keep fuckin' savin' you from dis nigga. Least you can do is try to get dis muhfucka to chill. I'll really kill him n ion think you want det so tell em chill out wit allat weird shit."
"Woah! Now you got me fucked up. I never asked you to do SHIT for me Asaad. Everything you did for me was because you decided to. Don't throw shit in my face."
"I won't tryna throw shit in yo face E'najah. A nigga doin' good fa his self, finally n he fuckin' wit my money. Just meet up wit da nigga somewhere public n talk to em. I'll stay inna car n wait if you need me to."
"You stressing me right now."
Najah wiped her face then rested her head in her hands. The whole situation was getting tiring and she just wanted to be happy in her new relationship.
But because of Jeremiah she couldn't even do that.
"I'm not allowed around him. He can try to use that against me in court."
"Nobody gotta know Najah. Dis da one thing i'm askin' you fa n you can't een follow simple instructions."
"Stop talking to me like i'm a child, please. Imma see what I can do."
"I'm sorry fa yellin' at you baby don't be mad at me. You just gotta understand how much money I just missed out on."
"Yea n it's all my fault right? Like I told him to hack you? You a dub, fuck away from me." She sniffled before she started to cry again.
"Youn gotta cry man i'm sorry." Boggie spoke pulling her into a hug.
"Fuck you. You don't understand what i'm going through with him, shit not that simple. Ion understand how i'm in the wrong for something somebody else did. Yea that's my husband but we not even together Asaad."
"Ian say it was yo fault n ian blamin' you either. You da only one det can get him to stop dis shit. Just text em n tell em you wanna meet up n i'll do it instead, okay?"
"Mmhm"
"I love you, I won't tryna hurt yo feelins either. I know I'm wrong fa my delivery cs yeen deserve to be yelled at. You forgive me baby?"
"Look at me." He spoke again turning her face towards him. "You forgive me?"
"We grown, why we gotta yell just to get our point across? I know this situation is a lot but i'm just as stressed as you, if not more."
"I accept your apology but don't do that shit no more and i'm not playing." She added "I'm not"
Boogie wiped her tears and pecked her lips a few times.
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While Najah sat in Boogie's car she watched him walk back. She sat up and squinted her eyes to see if she was tripping or not.
"Asaad what the fuck happened?" She asked as soon as he got in the car. "Had to do what I had to do. Det bitch ass nigga swung on me so I had to show em a thang or two."
"Oh my godddd!" She groaned "It's cool tho, I know he betta leave my shit alone."
"Did you change your passwords?"
"Yea, if he put you in it I got yo back. How da fuck you inna Navy n can't fight but can put yo hands onna woman?"
"Shit don't make no sense." He spoke pulling out the parking spot. "I can't believe this."
"Baby look at you face, it's scratched up."
"Ion care. Nigga ain't do shit to me."
"Your shirt is stretched out with blood on it, what did you really do?"
"I beat his ass da nigga was leakin. You think imma really do some wild shit n it's hella people around Najah?"
"Iono" She sighed "It's a really big scratch across your face."
"It's ite, ian een know. You be havin' me gone 'bout you i'm too tenda I gotta chill out."
"Again, that's not my fault. I told you to leave me alone off rip but you was so determined to be wimme so now you got what you wanted."
"Shut up" He responded mushing her. "Chill"
Boogie drove them to his house then Najah cleaned the scratches he had. After that they got ready for bed.
"Baby i'm hungry, can you make me a sandwich and some chips?"
"We just got upstairs why yeen been say sum?"
"I wasn't hungry then."
"Imma just go to da store, I gotta get some leafs anyway. Pick us a movie we can watch when I get back."
"Okay"
He kissed her lips then put shoes on before leaving the house.
While Najah scrolled on Netflix she heard movement downstairs but she figured it was Boogie coming back to get something.
A few minutes went by then she heard footsteps coming upstairs. "Boogie?"
"Asaad stop playin!" She spoke again after getting no response. "Asaad!"
She quickly went to check his location and saw he was at the qt about five minutes away from his house.
Seeing the door knob turn she quickly called 911 but her call didn't go through.
Two men dressed in all black with ski mask on came in the room.
"Don't hurt me." She begged backing into the corner of his room. "Might as well bring yo ass."
"No" Najah shook her head. "Go get her."
One of them approached her then she ran across the bed and tried to leave the room but the other one grabbed her by her hair.
"Wea you goin?" He chuckled "I told you, you couldn't hide from me E'najah." Jeremiah spoke taking his mask off.
"Okay Jeremiah i'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt me."
"Mmhm I know you is. You comin' wimme."
He picked Najah up off the ground and threw her over his shoulder before leaving the room.
"Bro dis ain't what you said we was finna do. She can't know where we goin." His friend spoke.
"I know what da fuck i'm doin."
"Whateva dawg" He shook his head.
Once they got Najah to the car he sat her in the back seat of his truck. "Is you gone be good? Cs if you fight me you already know what's gone happen to you."
"Yea Jeremiah" A tear fell from her eye before she let it all out. "Baby why you cryin?" He grinned
"What did I do to you?"
"It ain't what you did to me cs yeen do nun. You gotta watch out fa da company you keep, it's what they did to me. Lemme see det."
His friend handed him a damp cloth then he put it over Najah's mouth and nose. She tried fighting him off but eventually she passed out.
Jeremiah then picked her up again and put her body in the trunk along with Bobbi and Nasia who were also unconscious.