Business Not Pleasure

Chapter: 24 Coming Home

Dewayne (dangerous)

I was counting my money when I noticed something.

I frowned "5 muhhfuckin' thousand dollars!?" I yell slamming the money down. I was missing 5 thousand dollars!

"RILEY!!" I yell pissed the hell off. He walk in.

"Sup boss." He leaned on my door.

"Nigga did you count my money!?" I yell. He flinched but straightened and shook his heard.

"I swear I didn't dangerous, after me counting one of them girls did. Shit I don't know who...but they did." He put his hands up.

I stare at him seeing if he's gonna break under my stare. I took a step forward and stand in his face.

After a minute I took a step back and nodded.

"Call them girls!" I yell as he quickly walk out.

"Ight." I hear.

I flop on my desk rubbing my temples. I closed my eyes trying to calm down. My legs started to shake, I was mad.

I hear foot steps, I look up and notice Rashida walk in.

"What." I say closing my eyes again.

"Is it true?" She said sitting in the leather seat in front of my desk.

"What's true?" I look up and see she got a stack of bills in her hand.

What the fuck.

"What you doin with my mon-"

"You and Cashes is a thing now?"

"I ain't answering no questions until you tell me, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU GOT MY MONEY!!" I yelled so loud, I could hear an echo and it got quiet.

Rashida looked scared.

"It was under the desk where the rest of the money was." She answer. "So is it true?"

"Yes." I say getting irritated with her.

"Is it true she not coming back to work here?"

"Yep." I say leaning forward and snatching my money out her hand. I started counting.

"So no more me and you?" She ask. I stopped counting and looked up at her.

"Yep." I shrug. I like Cashes more then any girl I fucked with. So Rashida or no other hoe will not mess that up.

"After everything we been through?" She ask.

"What? The sex? Cause that's all we had Rashida."

"But-"

"Don't start that clingy shit."

"Why not me?"

"Cause I don't feel nothin' between us." I start counting my money again.

"But I do."

"Relationships are a two way street, dismissed." I say kicking her out.

"But-"

"Just go Rashida, ight." She stood up and walked off.

I'm starting to feel guilty about fucking with girls emotions. I don't need neither want my daughter to go through that shit. So let me stop before karma come and bite me in the ass.

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I was on my way to the hospital to go finally pick up Paula. They released her a week later, which is today. They kept her to check on her brain activity.