“And you did,” I said softly. “And from now on, if you say you got something, I’ma let you handle it.”
That tension in his shoulders eased a lil’ after that. We sat there quietly for a few more minutes, watching the hotel entrance.
Then, right before the five minutes hit, Bully came out, helping Gio walk.
“That’s fuckin’ right!” I yelled suddenly, pointing toward them. “Get the fuck on!”
Love looked over at me and laughed unexpectedly.
I laughed too. The adrenaline finally left my body while we watched Bully shove Gio into the passenger seat.
A second later, the car pulled off.
The nigga was GONE.
I leaned back in my seat and exhaled harder than I had in days. For the first time since Gio fucked up Love's store, I finally felt free.
“The city is yours, mamas,” Love said low. “It’s time to live it up.”
Chapter 10
Second Quarter
We got to the airport and had a long ass wait, and all I could do is sit there and think about that nigga running in my room once again, but this time, beating my ass, and my nigga sat there and watched the shit.
I looked over at Bully and sucked my teeth.
“Nigga, you could have helped me,” I said with an attitude.
Bully laughed. “Nigga if you left Islah alone and left the city, none of this shit would have happened.”
I shook my head, and that shit hurt like a bitch.
“I can’t believe she chose that nigga over me.”
“Nigga, this is the last time I’ma say this shit to you…Islah been done with you. When she left your ass in that cell and moved away from yo’ ass, she was done. She got a whole nigga that don’t play. She ACCEPTED the nigga’s proposal. What the fuck else do you need to tell you that she don’t want yo’ ass? That yo’ time with her is over, ain’t no spinning the fuckin’ block.”
I turned in my chair to look at Bully.
“This shit ain’t over until I say it’s fuckin’ over.”
Bully looked me up and down, laughed, and hopped up, walking away from me.
My whole body was throbbing sitting there as I closed my eyes and tried to let it fade away, but all I could think about was the look on Islah’s face, and the way she wrapped her arm around his.
She was really choosing another nigga over me, and that shit didn’t sit right with me.
I loved that girl, and she acted like all her love for me was gone. I tried to give her space and let time bring us back together, but she didn’t let time do its thing.
I drifted off to sleep for a while, and when I woke up, Bully was hitting my foot, telling me it was time to board the plane.
I had to get him to help me up, and I leaned on him all the way to our seats.
We got settled, the plane took off, and Bully instantly went to sleep. I looked out at the night sky. At all the city lights under me, thinking about how somewhere down there, my girl was laid up under some nigga celebrating my defeat.
“This shit don’t have to be over,” I mumbled under my breath.
I thought about that shit the whole flight, making plans in my head.
