forth about something that really wasn’t that important to me. “Plus, you was a sitting duck over there. I literally just got the
call that your brother done got into it with a young, reckless nigga. Now, niggas is swearing that bullets is finna fly. Andthere you was, sitting outside, like that lil’ nigga wouldn’t touch you too.”
“QT would never let that fly.”
He frowned. “This aint got shit to do with what QT willlethappen. That lil’ nigga is gonna do what he’s gonna do, and QT can only react, after the fact. That don’t mean that he’s gonna magically appear and jump in front of bullets, if that young nigga tried to run down on you.”
“I hear you, Face. But I doubt that little boy even knows that I’m QT’s sister. You didn’t.”
He paused, before smiling. “You got a point there.” “Exactly.”
“But that’s besides the point. A lot of muthafuckas might not know that you are QT’s sister, but they definitely know that you my gal. And I just don’t like the idea of you being so easily accessible to muthafuckas.”
I turned to look at him. “Well, I didn’t know that I was your gal. Could’ve fooled me.”
He sighed. “Aww, there you go.”
“Nah.” I shook my head. “Keep it real. You been fucking me, but you haven’t been fuckingwithme, Face. This is the most we’ve said in weeks.”
“So, you run o$ to the hood to get my attention?”
“No,” I denied. “I wasn’t even trying to be malicious. I just wanted a change in environment to get everything o$ my mind. And sitting on that porch can be pure entertainment. You know how the hood is. Just laughs and high energy.”
“Okay, I can buy that. But why didn’t you answer my calls?” “CauseIdidn’tlikehowyoudidn’tseemtobeconcerned
about me, until I wasn’t sitting at that house, looking crazy.”
He leaned his head sideways. “You just be saying anything, girl.”
“How the hell did you come up with that?”
“Cause. I couldnevernot be concerned about you. And since
we talking now, I guess that I gotta keep it real. You probably would’ve been gotten me to fold had you been a bitch about it. Like ignoring me and not giving me no pussy. Instead, you became hyper focused on making up with me. Was catering to me. Sucking my dick at least twice a day. Writing me those love letters and shit. I aint never got sweet-talked down like that. So, I was letting the shit go on, cause then you was gonna wanna go to bed as soon as the sun goes down, and fuck me for hours. I just had to pretend like I was still mad,” he deviously chuckled.
“That shit aint funny,” I fumed, as I shoved his shoulder. “Yeah, it is. I can’t believe that you fell for the shit. A nigga
been breaking his neck to get back home. Cause you been fucking my brains out. Be giving me all those sweet kisses. So, I haven’t even been going nowhere, for real. Don’t want to. And that never dawned on you?”
I shook my head. “It really didn’t. Because the highlights of my days are when we chill in the backyard, and have the longest conversations about whatever’s on our minds. I hated that you wouldn’t talk to me.” I pouted.
He nodded. “I had to let that shit marinate. Let you see that I was serious. Aint finna be no back and forth, confused shit over here.”
I frowned. “And you was tripping to even think that way. I’m literally sitting here pregnant with your babies.”
“And? What that mean? Kids don’t stop shit. Especially in your situation. My guess is that nigga can’t have kids. So, he’d cry about it for a lil’ bit, then gladly raise my twins. I could tell from the way he was talking. He aint trying to let you go, and if he gotta accept the babies, then he’d do that shit in a heartbeat.”
I shrugged. “I can’t argue with that. But it really doesn’t matter what he’s willing to accept. I’m done.”
He stroked his goatee. “I guess only time will tell, huh?” “Nah.I’mtelling you what it is.”
“Well, Ion know if I believe you. Come suck this dick, if it’s real then.”
I smirked, as I leaned over the console. “Say less, nigga.”
Face
hat’s up, my nigga?” QT cheerfully questioned, after hopping into my car.
