Reckless

Dhamir 51

I was happy to be back in my own bedroom, don't get me wrong I had a lot of fun on this trip but there was something about sleeping in your own bed that was unmatched. The house was empty; Legend was on his business trip, Joel was with LaChae, Murda went to his house, and I had no idea where Jerú was so it was just me and my thoughts. I sat in the living room with my laptop and got to work, the plan had to be executed perfectly and my role was more on the business side of things and while that may not seem that important, it was probably the most important role in the entire operation because the last thing we wanted was the feds raining down on us and fuckin everything up. Not going to lie it was pretty hard to focus because my thoughts were all over the place; Kemoni, Chris, King Quille, and Tykir... that last one, I really wasn't sure about but Kemoni really didn't like him and there was this feeling that I couldn't shake, a feeling that he was a lot more connected to what was going on than he was letting on, why else would he voluntarily go to the Bengals when he stood to make more money from his previous team. Then there was King Quille, I had one last obligation to complete and once that was finished........... the door opened and Chris walked in, I was surprised to see him because he complained about how tired he was the entire flight back but he looked wired as he walked into the living room and sat next to me.

"I can't sleep...." He said reaching over and turning on the game, he then handed me the controller and for the next two hours we sat there without saying a word to each other, and yet so much was said. "Nigga you're fuckin trash." Chris said laughing.

"In high school, while most dudes were playing sports and video games, I was working on other skills, a skill set that made me a lot of money, you've experienced those skills several times." I said licking my lips.

"Shut up... so now that we're back, do you think you'll be able to talk to me without acting all weird and shyt?" Chris asked and I shrugged. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.

"It means I don't know.... and I'm being honest, it's still so confusing to me. We decided that we were JUST FRIENDS but I'd be lying if I were to sit here and tell you that this was easy for me. Trying to walk that line between friends and..... especially when I think about all the fun we had with Kemoni. I hope this doesn't come across as rude, but when the three of us were together, that's when I felt like you were at your absolute best... when the real you came out." I said looking into his eyes.

"Care to elaborate? What do you mean the real me?" Chris asked and I let out a quiet sigh.

"I mean the dude who never stops talking, I mean it could be about anything and you just go on and on and on and on.... OWW!" I yelped when Chris punched me in the arm, it wasn't a hard hit but I liked to add on a little extra. "I'm going to let you have that one, but back to what I was saying. You talk a lot when you're comfortable with someone, you're also extremely childish.... those pranks you pulled, honestly I thought Kemoni was going to be pissed but you also taught me something about him.... he's a big ass kid as well." I said smirking.

"Facts, I'm definitely going to get that nigga back for that fish head prank.... But I get what you're saying, it takes a while for me to get comfortable with people and....." Chris said but I shook my head.

"Nah, it's more than that.... you're comfortable around US, meaning Jizzle, Murda, Rú, and yet I have never seen you more at peace than you were when it was just me and Kemoni. That's why it's so hard for me to be around you because that's the side of you that I'm in love.... that I really like being around, the other side is coo but it's not the Chris I know." I said avoiding his eyes.

"Dhamir I......" Chris started to say but there was a knock on the door drowning out his words, it was much to late for any visitors. I got up slowly wondering if I should grab my gun but Chris already had that covered, I moved to the door and the person knocked again.... this time a little more insistently. I pulled out my phone and checked the camera, what the fuck was Remy the Sex Demon doing here this late?