Secret Infidelity

Chapter 6.)

"Are you sure about this Ms. Dowell?" The guy asked Nimue as the guy removed the items from her father's car.

It's been a few weeks since she left Kato's job and Lord knows it's been eating her up. The job she lied about getting never came through for her. She needed to make a payment on the house soon which resulted in selling her father's car. It tore her up inside and she was sure he was looking down on her extremely disappointed. She went from cursing Flora out when she wanted to sell the house but here she was selling their father's car just to pay a few bills.

"I'm sure," she sighed.

Handing her the pen, she signed her name and turned away from the car.

"The check should be here within a few days," he said.

"K," was her only response before she walked away.

Entering the house, she closed the front door slowly and covered her mouth to muffle her screams. She hated feeling as if she was constantly disappointing her parents with every decision in her life. She barely passed nursing school and had to wait to take her board exam again, which she was sure she would fail. She barely had money, wasn't married, let alone had a man, and was still struggling with landing a good-paying nursing job.

She knew she should've returned to work for Kato but her ego was in the way, plus she felt disrespected by his comment even though he didn't mean for it to come off that way, she couldn't help the fact that that's all she knew.

It's what she was used to and now here she was, jobless, carless, and crying as if she had the right to. After beating herself up for a few hours, she forced herself up and went upstairs to shower. This was going to be a long week for her.

***

"I- I'm sorry man... please don't kill me," Spencer, one of Kato's dealers begged as he stared at the barrel of Kato's Glock.

He got caught trying to steal the money from Stella's trunk and had the nerve to be begging for his life.

"Fuck your sorry ass tears, do I not pay you more than I should?" Kato rhetorically asked. "Do I not make sure these opps stay off yo back? When you came to me asking for help with your rent what did I do?" Smacking him with the butt of the gun, Kato grabbed his face roughly. "You tried to steal from me, bitch! I fed you!" Hitting him two more times, Kato stood upright and cocked the gun back.

"I'm sorry Kato... please don't kill me, man, I w-" before he could finish, Kato let two off right between his brows and two through his chest.

"Clean this shit up," he gritted before walking out of the house.

Kato knew this lifestyle came with a lot of snakes in the grass and it was clear that it was time for him to clean house. He hated feeling played, especially by people whom he looked out for. He was misunderstood in the eyes of the law and by quite a few strangers but if you were of a good company or did right by him, he had no problems with helping you.

He loved his people, but sometimes being nice still got you crucified. Once he made it to one of his many houses in Suffolk, he showered, checked on his grandma, and rolled a blunt naked as Bury Me a G played through his Bluetooth.

Thinkin' back, reminiscin' on my teens
A young G gettin' paid
over dope fiends
Fuckin' off cash that I made
Nigga, what's the sense of workin' hard
if you never get to play?
I'm hustlin', stayin' out 'til it's dawn
And comin' home at 6 in the mornin'