Hold You Down

Chapter Eighteen | CoCo

Chapter Eighteen x CoCo

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'Sometimes the truth is hard to swallow and to say too' - Lil Wayne

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Essence

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Those were the first words to leave my mouth at the start of the morning. The light was turned on and I was faced with the problem that I was desperately trying to avoid, but the shit wasn't working, obviously. I sighed and sat up in the middle of the bed. My hands flew to my head as I regretted drinking so much  different stuff last night. Throbbing was an understatement for the headache I had. It felt like someone had drumsticks and was having a damn battle of the bands on my skull.

"So you ain't see me blowin' yo' shit up all damn day and night?" Money asked bluntly as he came all the way into the room and stood at the edge of the bed. I just stared at him and rubbed my temples, because I knew from here the headache would only get worst for me, all because of him. I rolled my eyes at the fact that he'd answered my question with another, but I fired one right back his way. Two could play this childish ass game.

"How did you find me, wait, how did you even get into my room?" I frowned and shook my head. I'm sure this shit has to be illegal in some kind of books and I could come up on a check from this lawsuit. I could have sworn my room information is supposed to be confidential, but here he is, present in my room unannounced. He could be here to kill me for all they know, but they just handed my life over to him without a care in the world.

"Don't act like you don't know my fuckin' name. I run this shit and you know it." he said and gave me a light smirk. Unfortunately, he was absolutely right. His name alone got him connections because of word around the streets. He could easily get anything he wants, because if declined, they would be sitting in a casket the next Saturday afterwards. If they were smart they'd give him what he asked for and I assume the front desk clerk enjoyed life.

"Whatever, back to my first question. Why are you even here?"

"You left the crib without a fuckin' word or shit said to me yesterday mornin', so I had to see what the fuck was up with that. I been blowin' you up all day and night and you ain't even been answerin' my phone calls. I thought we was better than that childish ass shit. If you ain't want to fuck with me then, you could have easily just told me to leave you alone." he said and came closer to where I was. He took a seat beside me on the bed, as I continued to massage my head in attempts to sooth the headache. I know it wouldn't just go away, especially not now, with him here.

"Yeah right, like you would have actually listened to me. And yeah, I thought we was better than standing each other up for clubbing and on top of that, acting like we're single when we go out, but I see we're not. Looks to me like the two of us are on two different pages when it comes to our relationship." I said and rolled my eyes. I laid back down on my pillow and closed my eyes for a moment. I wanted this whole conversation to end, but we all knew it was far from being over and done with.

"Man, I was with my niggas and we was smokin' and drinkin' for Rick. What you planned slipped my mind, you know I wouldn't just not come purposely. I'm sorry I wasn't there for the millionth time E, real shit. But that actin' single shit, nah. Adrian went down and brought all of the broads back, even after I told him not to do that. When they came back, this broad tried to flirt wit' me, but you know I ain't entertain that. I can't even lie, she was bad as fuck, but she wasn't my girl so I ain't even get into that. That sly ass kiss you seen wasn't shit and you know that. Ian' no dog E, I wouldn't do you like that. I fucked up when I forgot to come home, but I wasn't fuckin' around on you and that's my word." he spoke, laying all of the shit out on the table for me. They were so hard core, that I had to open my eyes to look at him.