Marcela's Love

Chapter 6

••••• RAH POV •••••

- I guess it's getting around the time to explain to Marcela what exactly I do before our relationship can get any further. I need to know if she gone be down or not cus if she not, this boat not even gone set sail if you know what I mean. We were sitting down in the living room. No TV, no phones, no distractions. "So Marcela," I started "I need to let you know some things before we can take this any further & I'm not gonna sugar coat it. The 3 clubs I own are a cover up for the drugs I sell. I am one of the most notorious drug dealers that has come across Crossdale County or so they say. Shit, the titles aren't important to me if it don't concern dead presidents." I stopped to read her facial expressions. There weren't any so I continued. "I haven't ever been caught up & I don't plan to start now so I need to know. Are you down for this lifestyle or is gonna be too much? You're not going to be involved. So once again, you down or nah?" I waited for her response. I didn't want no maybes, no I don't knows, I'm not sure. None of that. Straight yes or no. "Well damn. I can't call myself wifey if I'm not gonna ride right?" She giggled. "I'm down." That was all the confirmation I needed. I found my ride or die, the one I'm gonna make Mrs.Raheem Davis. I picked her up off the couch & kissed her. Damn, I'm falling for this girl hard. Speaking of hard, my dick was getting hard as our tongues danced for dominance. I know I told her that I wouldn't rush her, but she gone make that hard on a nigga. It don't help that I haven't none in about 3 1/2 months. I put her down & quickly pecked her lips before going to get in the shower.

••••• MARCELA'S POV •••••

- I wasn't really shocked at what Rah told me. It's not the first time I've dated a drug dealer & I kind of figured that's what he did anyways. After he went upstairs, I turned on the TV to occupy my time. I'm so bored in this house all day. I need to go get a new job since I got fired from the last one. With so much going on, I forgot to call in. & I think I need to get my own place. Even tho Rah & I are together, I don't want him to think I'm mooching off of him or anything. I don't even like to feel that way. Plus, I've seen too many movies & read too many books that have the jobless girlfriend leaving the drug dealing boyfriend & having to ask her friend if she can stay with her. Not me, I've always been independent so need to become dependent now. "What you over there thinking about?" Rah asked. I didn't even notice he came back & was sitting on the couch. "I'm about to start looking for a job & an apartment." I replied before noticing his facial expression change. "Why you need to move & get a job? I have more than enough money for the both of us & you see the house. Plus, you my girl. What, you don't like living with me?" "Nah it's not that. I love living here, it's just that I don't like the idea of being dependent. I don't want to have to ask you for money or none of that. I like making my own money & being independent." I said & he nodded his head in understanding. "That's fine then. We can start house hunting tomorrow & you better not have no niggas over there either. I'm not interested in having to kill nobody." I busted out laughing cus this nigga is crazy & his serious face only made it that much more funny. "I'm not bae. I promise." I straddled him & kissed him on his lips. He then used both hands to grab my ass & squeeze. I kissed him deeper & things began to heat up quickly. Next thing I know, we're on the floor & his face is buried deep in my pussy. Right before I could climax, the doorbell rung. He sighed before he got up. I could still see the lust in his eyes & the bulge in his pants, the frustration evident on his face. I was aggravated as hell so I just got up to get in the shower & go to bed since my night was ruined.

••••• MARCUS POV •••••

- My first day wasn't so bad & Tez was cool as hell. We sat in the car smoking a blunt as we watched the street workers from a distance. He told me that him & Rah do this every so often to keep them lil niggas on they toes cus they never know who's watching. Soon we went back to the trap house & he gave me a gun. I think it was a .45 or a Glock. Shit, either way I never shot one but I didn't want him to know that so I took it & put in my waistband. He looked at me & chuckled "Yo, how old are you?" He asked. "About to be 19" I told him. "Damn you young bruh. I was about the same age when I started this shit tho. As long as you stay on your toes & use your brain at all times you'll be good. & watch out for these snake ass females. They grimey ass hell bruh." I nodded my head taking it all in. I'd make sure to remember everything cus this is ain't no game. He took me to the back where they had a shooting range set up not too far into the woods. We practiced for about 2 hours & he finally let me stop when he felt my shot was consistent. We've done enough for the day so I was free to go. I dapped him up & headed over to Rah house to get Marcela. I pulled up & rung the doorbell. I heard some shuffling & seen movement behind the door before Rah opened the door. He ain't have a shirt on & looked slightly annoyed "Wassup?" He asked when he noticed it was me. "My bad bruh, is this a bad time? I just came to see Marcela." He stepped aside & let me in before going upstairs. I went to the living room & seen something on the floor. The more I stared at it, it became clear to me that they were underwear. Female underwear. Marcela's underwear. "She coming down bruh." Rah said before noticing the underwear himself & picking them up before he disappeared back upstairs. Shortly after he left, Marcela came into the living room. She smiled when she seen me then rolled her eyes. She must still be mad about our last conversation. "Oh so since you done fucking Monica you can come see me? You gone fuck someone else when you leave here ain't you?" She said with hella attitude. I knew she was pissed off forreal. I was about to apologize before I remembered the panties. "I didn't even come to argue with you, but don't act like you're so perfect either." I replied. "I'm not saying that I am perfect Marcus, but you but you don't see me fucking every nigga & they daddy just cus I can." After she said that I lost it. "YOU JUST LIKE ME MARCELA! YOU WAS IN HERE DOING THE SAME SHIT I DO! I SEEN YO DRAWS ON THE FLOOR!" She looked shocked. "YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU TALKING ABOUT SO JUST SHUT UP!" She yelled back. "YOU PROBABLY WAS UPSTAIRS WIPING THAT NIGGA CUM OFF YOUR MOUTH! YOU A HOE JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER FEMALE & THAT'S WHY I FUCK THESE HOES CUS I REFUSE TO DATE ONE!" I instantly regretted what I said & it was too late to apologize cus she was already crying. Before I could say anything Rah came in looking confused when she turned to him & cried harder into his chest he looked at me with anger in his eyes & I knew that look well. It's the same look I had all throughout middle & high school when she cried in my arms from niggas breaking her heart. It was the same look when that nigga tried to rape her in the 10th grade. It was the same look I had when she came to my house after she found out Jerome was cheating & had a baby on the way. It was the same look I had when I saw Jerome choking her & it was the very same look I had in the hospital after she got shot. I just shook my head & left. There wasn't anything else I could do so I called Throat & told her I was coming through. Maybe some head would get my mind off of this.