I just wanted to say I love you,was all that she said. I typed out a long message to respond to her with, but after reading through it, I deleted it and placed an order for delivery.
Once my order got to my room, I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, took a shower, and got myself together. The whole time, Islah was running circles in my mind.
The next morning, after sliding into some sweats and a white tee, I slid my weed and my keys in my pocket and walked out of the room. I took a lil’ ride through the city, my phone in my hand the whole time, ready to call Islah, but I was putting that shit off. I stopped, got some breakfast and some coffee, and drove to the store.
It was already live by the time I got there, people walking in and out of my store and of the barbershop I was beside. I parked right in front and hopped out to hear niggas yellin’ my name.
I dapped up a few of them up, then walked into my store to get the same treatment.
Keith gave me a nod before I walked into my office. I sat down at my desk and started to roll up before I did anything else.
“Everything good?” Keith came in asking.
I nodded. “I guess so, ’bout to get some work done.”
After putting my smoke in the air, I closed the blinds to my office and started working on a custom ring for a customer. I was putting each diamond in one by one, each one taking me back to when I made the ring for Islah.
I sat the ring down on my desk and shook my head as I rubbed my face.
I needed to call her. My mind was telling me that in a different way, I just wasn’t listening.
I picked up my phone, going to my call log about to call her, when I heard a knock at the door.
“Yo,” I yelled out.
The door opened, and she walked in.
Chapter 27
Back to Us
Iwoke up at home alone again when all I wanted was to talk to Love.
I tried to send him a message, hoping that even a short time apart would bring us back together, but he hasn’t budged.
I was up fixing Amir’s breakfast before school when I decided to text Keith and ask him if he had talked to Love. He texted me back quick and told me that Love was at the store.
While Amir was eating, I went upstairs and looked through my closet, trying to find the right outfit to wear. I had my outfit almost put together when Amir came and got me to take him to school.
On the ride, he talked about his dad, asking me what was going on. All I could tell him was that his dad would be home soon, and I left it at that.
I watched Amir walk into school looking down, and that shirt hurt me as if he was my own son. I pulled off, hoping my girls could talk before they got to work.
“Amir is so mad Love is not home,” I said as they picked up.
“Has he talked to Love?” Kenya asked as she moved around her house.
“Yeah, he said he would be home in a day or two. It’s been a day.”
“So what are you going to do?” Deja asked as she walked outta her house.
I paid attention to the road for a second, then sat back, looking at them, looking at me.
“I am going to pull up on him. Keith told me he was at the store.”
“And you better walk in there like a bad pregnant bitch!” Renee yelled out. “I am not playin’.”
We all laughed, but I agreed.
