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chapter twelve ...
| june 27th | - two weeks later
I sat on a swivel chair while watching Duke get his leg tattoo. We were an hour in and this wasn't even the only one he was getting. I laid my head on the palm of his hand while he used the other to text on his phone.
"You hungry?" he looked over at me and I nodded my head yes. "Hea' be yo ass careful that ain't no fuckin' Kia." he made a joke about my car and I sucked my teeth then took the keys and the money from his hand.
"You want something?" I asked him and he shook his head no. "I'm straight." he said and I nodded getting up and about to walk out the door.
"London." he said sternly and I stopped dead in my tracks and licked my top row of teeth before turning around and walking towards him with my hand extended.
"Keep on fuckin' forgetting and ima do yo ass in." he eyed me as we did our handshake. He had that bitch memorized with his eyes closed.
"You not gon' do shit." I rolled my eyes then laughed as he tightened his grip on my hand. "Okay Duke." I laughed then yanked my hand away from him and shook the pain off.
"Get yo hungry ass on." he mugged me and I rolled my eyes and walked past him making sure to push his head before walking out the door.
I unlocked the doors to his Scat and got inside adjusting the seat to my likings. Once I got comfortable I sat on my phone looking for what I wanted to eat.
"Damn it ain't shit over here." I mumbled while scrolling through the fast foods. When I finally decided on just getting Canes I reversed out the parking lot.
My phone was already connected to the car so I blasted Big Scarr through the speakers feeling the bass in the beat.
"Long way from trappin' up out the apartments Now I hit the stage with them racks in my garments." I rapped then smiled to myself.
"This bitch got some speed to it." I balled my fist up and lightly hit the elbow rest. I felt like a real hood nigga in this man car, he not getting this back. I'm talking bout i'm leaned up in the seat with my damn elbow laid up on the center console.
When I got there I ordered two box combos and substituted the coleslaw for an extra bread. The total was $13.96 which left $6 in change.
He said he wasn't hungry, but I had to learn about his ass. He always digging his booty fingers in my food when he don't got none for himself.
