Page 25 of Rayzor: Tell Me It’s Mine II

“You were asleep.” Suki squawked.

“I wasn’t, though. So, how long?”

Suki covered her face. “Off and on for over a year.”

“A year?!” Eris screeched. “I introduced y’all months ago.”

“Not for real, sis. I already fucked before that,” City explained.

“How?”

“Long story short, we met, we fucked, we stopped talking. Then you reintroduced us, and we’ve been back fucking since the night you had him take me home.”

Eris’s mouth dropped.

She looked at me, and I looked away.

“And you knew?”

“I mean… I did, but City didn’t tell me just like Suki didn’t tell you.”

“I told you his ass already knew,” City said to Suki.

“Well, good that it’s out because this shit was getting too hard to keep.”

“Now it makes sense. That’s why your ass was sad down in Florida, and that’s why you be on so many side quests.”

“A little, yeah. But City ain’t my only side quest.”

“I ain’t?” City asked, surprised.

“And I’m not yours either.”

He shrugged. “I mean, shit, that’s what you wanted though.”

Suki didn’t reply. It started getting thick in the room, and I knew that this was going to go either way.

“Let me get Maleek back to the house.”

“I’ll come with you,” Eris said.

“You sure? I mean, you can stay if you want to.”

“I know I can, but I know they’ll be fine with Suki and City.”

“Aiight,” I replied, knowing that this drop-off could go left. Eris only knew Ma from the office. I tried keeping this weird ass dynamic away from her, but since we’re together and she ain’t going nowhere, what better time than now to introduce her to the bullshit?

The energy in the car was different– stranger, quieter. The type of quietness that makes you notice everything, like the turn signal, the cars wheezing by or the sounds of brakes screeching behind you.

I’d never seen Maleek and Rayzor this quiet around each other before. They’re usually all smiles, jokes and talk. Their bond was undeniable. That’s why this was unsettling.

“Maleek, how’s school been? Making any friends?”

“Still got the same ones. I keep my circle tight, and school’s cool. I’m ready for it to be over, though.”

I nodded, raking my nail down the seatbelt material with one hand and holding Courtland’s hand with the other.

“Are you still doing basketball?”