Pleasing

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( I actually had so much fun making this chapter I hope you guys like it. :)

MARCEL POV

I kick the last remaining guy. "Amari!" I call him pressing the button. "Can you get me something harder next time? The fuck is wrong with you?" I roll my eyes and he responds quickly saying yes. "I can do it in like.. 10 minutes- He's good, it's Jazmine." I hear behind me seeing a hand pry my hand away from the button.

   "Alright." He says and I close my eyes. I turn around and the short female. Her height didn't matter with her looking so confident. Her body was covered with such unique tats I couldn't help but look. I wouldn't admiring or checking her out but just examining her tats. Not her body.
   "Can I help you?" I ask crossing my arms. She raises an eyebrow. "Why are you on rampage right now?" She asks. "Tavante called me in." She says her voice was soft. But harsh. Nothing like Jennifer. "I don't care what Tavante did. You can leave." I say walking past her. " she grabs my forearm but she was too weak so she was dragging herself with me.

  "Can you calm the fuck down and stop being a dick?"she groans and I stop, shoving her away from me. "You left a long time ago so keep it that way." I mumble rolling my shoulders recalling Amari. "I had to go off the fucking grid for your father. I didn't know about your guys little incident. You know me and I'm not taking your god damn bullshit." She says pointing her finger in my face. "Now the fuck did you do to that young woman? Huh? Your mother didn't tell me to raise no fuck boy." Her voice got louder and more harsh as she digs her sharp nail into my chest.

Jazmine is my or well the whole groups.. big sister. Technically. But she ditched us. She left without a word and didn't even when she got off. Me and her were close when kids. She knew Carmen and set me up with her.

And she watched me destroy myself. She tried. But I couldn't careless, then.

I take a deep breathe and lick my lips.

  "Are you going to answer me or not "big guy." She teases crossing her arms. "It's a long story- huh lucky I have the time so sit the fuck down and tell me so we can fix this shit. Vinny told me everything. And how you've changed. For better." She hisses.

"I wasn't there for her in time. She was in danger and I scared her. She wanted a break from everyone because of it. A-and.. she thinks I used her to get the necklace. Fuck, I couldn't even think of it being her! Jaz, she fucking- god I let her in my house, in my fucking bed. We cuddled. And now she's back home miles from here for who knows how long! I fucked up and I can't.. I'm getting over it just like how she is." My voice was mixed with emotions of anger, disappointment, anything and everything!

"And of course Vin told you because he's also attached to her. God he's like a leech. He fucking lectured me about it." I groan getting up from the table. "So you think her going back home to see family, away from an environment that is triggering for her is her getting over you and forgetting. When in fucking reality dipstick it's a damn break aka a vacation for the damn girl. And you god damn think you sleeping with bum ass bitches isn't bad. It's not! It's pathetic." She slams her hand against the table.

"I'm glad Vin lectured. Someone has to. And you better listen to me. Get this through your ass to your nonexistent brain you apparently lost! You will go to her apartment, check up on that roommate see when that girl coming back. And when you see her, you gonna degrade your dumb ass self the fuck out. You slept wit some bitches just because you think that'll help get over her? How is that logical thinking!" She yells.

She was fucking scary. She always was.

" I don't know.. I just drunk." I face palm and she nods. Faux sympathy. "Mm.. makes sense. Take responsibility before I shove this knife into your leg and if you stop me I'll call some damn bitches, literal female dogs on your ass!" She screams and I groan. "Stop fucking yelling I get it! I messed up and I'm taking responsibility! Vin said I was in denial when I first met her. I've been in denial since then.. it ruined everything." I say.

I rub my jaw swallowing that lump in my throat. "Shit, I love her. I'd kill for her. More than Carmen I feel like." I whisper mostly to myself.

Jazmine sits back in her chair. "This ain't heartbreak so don't make it seem like it and cry. Let it out. Vin told me all about her and I know she would be on your ass about how you're not using the "correct coping skills." She mumbles. "And your smoking is fuckin disgusting when did you even- not this too.."
I whisper.

"Oh? Not what? Tell me. Yeah you smell like fucking trash. When was the last time you even showered? You a bum now too because of her? How you sleep with these woman smelling and looking like this. God damn. I'm glad I'm back." She puts her hands on her hips flipping her box braids over her shoulder.
"Jaz.. I just beat up a- some men who were dead that ain't nothing so don't even start." She puts her hand up and I lift my head up praying silently. "You are worse than last time." I whisper and she crosses her arms. "You guys act like mad men and I know you're really just a bunch of softies especially Tavante. I grew up with you guys I know what makes you cry." She shrugs and I slowly back away.

"If you continue walking away it better because you going to that woman's apartment and if I find out you aren't I'm killing your ass." She threatens and I put my hands up in surrender, "I'm going Im going!" I say with a huff.

"And clean yourself up before you go so you don't scare the poor friend! I'm sure you'd forget if I didn't remind yo ass!" She yells across the hall and I lift my middle finger shaking my head.

"Love you too." She hums.