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Vol. 13

To his surprise, there Gehizo was.
Picking up her phone. 

She shook her head, looking as if she laughed to herself in the midst.

ding.

Jahseh turned back toward the table as he immediately headed to see what she sent this time.

"Micheal gave me your number."

Jahseh scoffed at the fact she went out of her way to speak to him after the incident earlier. What the fuck would she want? Was he about to get blackmailed? Would HE have to blackmail her??

"Why would you need my number?"

Jahseh's eyes stayed glued to the phone for a hot minute, thinking of multiple ways she could answer his question.

"Why so nervous? You act like you're fucking my sister or something"

Before he could get another reply in another message fulfilled the conversation.

"Meet me outside."

Micheal watched as Jahseh somewhat slammed his phone down on the leather seat. He jerked his head back, questioning Jah, "Bro are you good?".
For a second Jahseh had forgotten  Micheal existed. He threw his head back on the chair and sighed.

"I need air.", Jahseh blurted.

He slowly rose from his seat, scooting out his side of the booth. Micheal watched as he walked off toward the front of the diner, slamming the door on his way out. Micheal would've ran to catch up...but the food was just a few feet away.

If he wasn't there to assure the waitresses they didn't leave early then who would?

Gehizo couldn't be missed. She sat on the top of a Grey Mercedes.

She'd been watching him ever since he stepped foot outside. The sight of his face disgusted him already.

"How could you be so interested in something so disgusting.", Gehizo thought aloud.

Jahseh stared from a distance, still wondering as to why he'd been dragged outside to speak with someone he's had no conversation with before.

"Bitch and you're not?", he retorted.

Her eyes widened, chubby cheeks flushing from their previous lively state. Gehizo was embarrassed. No doubt, she was insecure. Having someone so fit and defined belittle her in such an instance was new to her.

Gehizo quickly stood to her feet, looking up at Jahseh with nothing but gut-clenching anger.

"Lie one more fucking time and I'll tell everyone!"

To her, she sounded completely fine. Intimidating and scary. But that wasn't the way he heard it. Her voice shrieked like a barking puppy dog. Nothing but an empty threat.

"And what proof would you have? You think people would believe you with the same mouth you suck dick with?"

Gehizo stale faced Jahseh. Her anger clearly surged. A long exhale trained along through her nostrils as she closed her eyes. Her right hand raised to the top of her hip, tilting to the side.

"You have no room to ta-"

Jahseh's eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was tired of hearing the same accusation over and over; especially when he knew such a thing wasn't true.

"We. don't. fuck."

He leaned down closer. Just enough where he'd be face to face.

"Don't you think you would've seen a limp in her walk? Some sort of bruise on her-"

"You don't have to go in detail.", Gehizo cut him off.

Her face scrunched as she took a step back. Jahseh shrugged, leaning back up with his hands behind his back.

"At least you got the memo."

What was this feeling?
Gehizo sighed, shaking off her invasive thoughts.
Did she....she couldn't have.

"Fuck you."