Lucky's POV
I'm chilling with my boy Loyal; I haven't been around him since last time he tried to get robbed. We're at his house smoking and just talking.
I left Rolland at the house, looking stupid. I honestly thought I was ready to just drop her, I'm not use to a relationship.
"So are you gonna stay with her?"
I stared at the wall for a moment. "If I didn't, I would feel incomplete."
"What are you going to do?"
I passed him the blunt and told him to keep it.
"I need to stay with her. The girl basically turned against her family; for me."
"This situation ain't that big of a deal. All you gotta do is apologize. Show her you still love her, and make sure you got shit under control."
"I ain't never said I loved her." I leaned back in the chair.
"Well, you should; soon."
I looked at him and nodded. I grabbed my phone out my pocket and looked at the time; 7:28.
"I'm bout to go." I got up and so did he.
"Don't do anything stupid."
I dapped him. "I'll try not to." I walked out.
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Rolland's POV
I've been sitting on the bedroom floor for a good four hours. Mama Eva came in and checked on me and I told her what happened. I didn't pay attention to her response because I knew I was wrong for what I did.
I'm still crying, my head hurts and I'm hungry. I balled against the bed, ring in my hand and music in the background. It's funny how you never pay attention to sad lyrics, until you're feeling sad.
"I used to be so strong; but now you took my soul. And I'm crying, can't stop crying; can't stop crying. You could've told me, you wasn't happy. I know you didn't want to hurt me; but look what you've done to me now." I sang lowly, thinking if I'm overreacting at all.
I've never felt this way about anybody, I've never been as hurt by a guy. I just want things to be perfect, but I know it can't be.
I messed up, for him and I. I could've blown all his information out. Warehouses, home, family members homes. I wonder if he'd kill me, if something happened.
I slowly got off the floor and opened the bedroom door and creeped down the stairs. I went into the kitchen and made a sandwich. I ate and started to loose my feeling of hunger. I threw the rest of the sandwich away and walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I felt a vibration and realized my phone was in my pocket. I grabbed it and seen I had a text from Ms.Eva telling me she'd be off of work around ten.
I didn't reply and I called my friend Tessy.
"Hello?"
"Hey"
"Who is this?" I pulled the phone back, how did she not know my voice? I know I sounded sad but, still.
"You don't know?"
It was silent for a moment. "Cassie?"
I hung up. I can't believe one of my bestfriends didn't even know it was me. She should've know it was me; I'm in her contacts... But I guess she deleted me.
I laid down and closed my eyes. Maybe I'm overreacting everything, I need to calm down.
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Lucky's POV
I miss this feeling, so much pleasure. I tilted my head back and bit my bottom lip.
"Go faster." I grabbed a handful of her hair and guided her.
She gagged a bit, but I let that slide. Damn, her head game is on point though.
I was getting ready to bust and I pulled her off and busted on her breasts. When I was finished I went into her bathroom and cleaned up; then came back out.
"Are you going to stay with me?"
I looked at her and shook my head.
"I don't stay with hoes, I just use them."
She walked pass me going into the bathroom and I grabbed my phone and keys and left.
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Rolland's POV
I couldn't just lay there I needed to do something. I walked upstairs into our bathroom and showered. I slipped on some black sweats, wife beater, Adidas sandals and a grey sweat jacket.
I took off my running make-up, put on my glasses and kept my hair down and wavy.
I went back downstairs and grabbed the house key and walked outside with my phone and earphones in my hand. I locked up and started waking down the street. It was pretty dark so I figured it was close to 8:30. I plugged my earphones into my phone and started listening to Drake.
"Cause you're a good girl and you know it. You act so different around me." I mouthed the lyrics and looked around at the neighborhood.
"POW!!" I turned around quickly and seen Robynn standing behind me with a gun facing my way.
I took out my earphones and just looked at him.
"You could've died, little sister. You need to be watching your back, never know when a nigga might sneak up on you."
My first thought was to punch him, my second was to kill him; my third was to run.
"I fucking hate you!" I shoved him making him loose balance.
"Why would you do this to me? Do you know how I feel right now? I might be ruining a good relationship and someone's life and even their family's!"
He just started laughing and put his gun in his pants.
"It ain't my fault you pulled up in his Range Rover."
"Yes! Yes it is! You didn't have to memorize his plate number! If you had a problem, it stays between me and you. Not you, Lucky and I!"
He sucked his teeth and looked away. "I just came here to let you know there are no problems. I'm going to tell everyone to stop following him and shit, okay?"
"And how do I not know you're lying?"
He looked up and down the street and yelled. "You can stop tracking him! It's over!"
As I was about to reply most of the cars on the street started pulling off and driving away.
"See? It's over. I'm done."
I shook my head, "It can't be that easy." I put my earphones back in and started walking back down the street.
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Robynn's POV
I'm concluding if it should be over. I don't want to loose my sister, but at the same time she needs to learn her lesson.
I just don't know what to do. This whole Lucky thing, is a big deal and earned me big money. I'm going to need it too; since Jaylen's pregnant.
After Rolland walked away I got in my car and drove to Jaylen's. A lot of the time I feel kind of lonely, Cwade ain't here no more. I miss him, No homo but that was my other half. I basically know he's dead but ain't sure who the hell did it. I had an idea but.. It's whatever.
I got to Jaylen's a good thirty minutes later and she opened the door. She was wearing some short ass pajama shorts and a tank top.
"Why you here?" She said moving out the way and allowing me in.
"We need to talk." I closed the door behind me and followed her to the kitchen and sat at the table.
"What?" She folded her arms.
"When did you find out you were pregnant?"
"When did we have sex?"
"Am I the only one you've been messing with?"
"Am I a hoe?"
She's pissing me off. I hate when she half way answers my questions, with another one.
This is Going to be a long night.
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Lucky's POV
I finally made it home after doing some things. It's 1:15 in the morning. Rolland should be sleep.
I walked through the front door and noticed the kitchen light was on. I sighed and I walked into the kitchen; I surprisingly seen my mom.
"What the hell is wrong with you boy?" She was whispering, I guess it's because Rolland is sleep.
"Nothing is wrong with me."
She gave me a 'are you stupid' look. "Do you know what time it is?"
I looked at the time on the stove. "It's 1:17."
She came and smacked me in the back of my head.
"I already know that shit dumbass! And why the hell are you just now getting home. And don't lie and say it was work because I already called the boys."
I rubbed the back of my head. "I'm sorry I'll be back earlier next time."
She sighed. "It's not about being here earlier next time. It's about the fact that you left Rolland here all day, basically."
I nodded. "I'm sorry."
"I'm not the one who should be hearing an apology."
I said good night and walked to my bedroom. The door was open and I closed it behind me. I took off my shoes and shirt and crept to my side of the bed and got it. I'm not really worried about if she's awake; I just want to sleep.
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Rolland's POV
Why is he so late? Was he with another female? The boys? Strip club? Why did he not even bother to check up on me all day? Maybe he doesn't care about me. Maybe I should give up on 'us'. Am I still overreacting? What should I do?
I don't want to leave him and go back to my horrible family. But maybe he wants me to, that's why he left and didn't come back until now. He might be showing me that he doesn't want me anymore. I guess I didn't get the idea. Or is he just doing it because he actually wants me to stay? There are too many things to think about. And the one that hurts the most is to think about us being separate from one another. For me not to be sleeping by his side, kissing his lips and calling him mine. That shit hurts.