I like to consider myself as FEARLESS, a nigga wasn't scared of anything or anyone but I'll admit right now I was shaking; my hands were shaking so bad that I couldn't get the damn ring out of my pocket and Francis wasn't helping the situation. This nigga was looking all good and shyt, his beard still glistening from when he was eating my ass... or was it from when he was suckin my dick? See a nigga was befuddled and he seemed to be enjoying my inability to form the words; I couldn't explain why I was so nervous, I knew his answer and I knew that we would have a dope ass wedding, some beautiful kids, and a healthy marriage.... but I still couldn't form two simple words or get the damn ring out of my pocket. I looked into his eyes and took a deep breath, come on Murda get it together... this is Frenchie we're talking about, quite literally the only nigga I would want to spend the rest of my life with. This nigga probably thinks I'm a goof.... he shook his head and walked over to me; he ran his hand down my neck, then my bare chest, letting his hand linger on my dick for just a second before finally moving to my pocket. I watched as he pulled the ring box out and opened it, he stared at it for about three minutes, and the entire time my heart was pounding in my chest..... I hope it wasn't too flashy, then I relaxed when he smiled and placed it on his left ring finger.
"Yeah, nigga I'll marry you...." He said laughing at my inability to talk. "I'm not changing my last name though... Francis Montgomery doesn't have the same ring to is as Francis Honoré..." Frenchie said smiling.
"Then give me my ring back nigga, that last name is non-negotiable." I said smiling. "We can figure out that legal shyt later... right now I just wanna go outside and finish this shyt up so we can get back in here and really finish up." I said wiping his beard. Frenchie nodded and started heading for the door but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back... we started kissing and my mind went back to a day long ago......
Frenchie had stumbled into the house drunk as fuck, so drunk that he didn't even notice me sitting in the corner of the room, gun on my lap. I watched this drunken idiot damn near break his neck, trippin over his own foot.... it had been a few weeks since he had gotten out of the hospital, stopped fuckin with us, and started hanging around Epic a lot more, I didn't understand his sudden distance.... not from our boys and certainly not from me. I watched him closely and he pulled his shirt over his head, kicked his shoes off, and then pulled his jeans off...... My dick was getting hard but I was pissed, thinking about all the times this nigga sent me to voicemail, ignored my text, then ultimately changed his number altogether.....
"You just gonna sit there or are you going to strip and get in bed?" Frenchie asked without turning to me, good to see that even drunk he was still somewhat alert. I got up and walked over to him and he turned to face me. "You know when I'm drunk I smell everything... your cologne gave you away." Frenchie asked, and noted.... "Plus I knew eventually you'd show up." He said taking a step back.
"Frenchie.... Francis.... you know how I am, I'm the last nigga whose heart you ever want to break and the way you've been moving lately.... got a nigga questioning everything." I said looking into his eyes, I wanted to punch him in the fuckin mouth but instead, I kissed him....
"And I wanna tell you everything Micah, I really fuckin do but there are some things that I can't tell you... not right now. You know what's going on with Epic and you're already in enough danger as it is just being Legend's best friend, it'll only get worse if they knew we were dating, I'm looking out for you by keeping my distance... but the one thing I need you to know is that you don't ever have to question my love for you.
"This may sound super fuckin gay but I really love you.... You're the only nigga.... the only person I wanna be with for the rest of my life. I'm talking marriage and shyt like that... shyt I never even dreamed of until I met you and for you to just cut me off like that...." I said getting angry all over again.
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JugendliteraturWith an impending war looming the Hayes brothers are more divided than ever; Legend wants peace while others want him to take the crown they feel deserves to be on his head, Icon is hunting the man who he has sworn to kill and rebuild his fractured...
