No boundaries in Love (BWWM) // PAUSED!!!

Secret's Out

Emerald's POV

"Your w-what?" I stammered while looking at Greg who was avoiding all types of eye contact with me.

"Gay. Emerald. I'm gay." he answered. "I like you I really do, and I really wanted myself to believe that I could be more with you. But, I can't change. Even if I tried. Your the only one who knows, and I know it's a lot to ask but, if you couldn't remain friends with me I understand. I only ask to keep this solely between us."

"Are you fucking kidding me Greg?! Why the hell would I stop being friends with you? I've never had a gay guy friend before. This is too fucking exciting for me to drop you!" I said lunging myself at Greg. He starting to laugh, but I heard traces crying in his laugh.

"Why are you crying Greg?" I asked looking him into those gorgeous grey eyes. "This is different. I've never had this happen to me before. I've never had anyone be this supportive. You're the best friend I've ever had. Also, call me Gregory." He said extending his hand to mines. I latched on and said, "Okay. Gregory."

He smiled. Damn you just had to be gay. I gave him a hug, and it seemed like he didn't want to let go. So, I just held him and enjoyed the moment.

THE NEXT DAY

"Y'all ready to get this bitch." I asked the squad as we loaded into the truck. "Emerald, is all this black necessary. You got us out here looking like Tyrone's Angels" Evan said. We all laughed at him and drove off.

Tisha pulled out her laptop and went to work. Less than ten minutes later she had her address. "Okay Evan, the right here on your left." Tisha said "Okay, you guys. You know the drill." Marble said. "Emerald, no fighting." I sucked my teeth and nodded.

"Okay you guys, put on your vests. We need to go in here with all the right precautions. If you look over there in the green van, that's the BPD (Boston Police Department) and my buddies from S.W.A.T. are right behind them if more backup is require." Tisha said.

"How in the hell do you have ties with S.WA.T?" Evan asked. Tisha just shot him a smile as she handed him his vest. She was feeding into his curiosity. And completely ignoring him. And that's why he wants her so bad. Because for the first time, he's cat chasing the mouse.

Once we put on our vest, we got out the car and proceeded to the door. I let out a deep breath, Here goes nothing, I thought. "Be careful y'all. She doesn't have a record but her family does and what's behind this door maybe too much for as to handle." Tisha said. She waved her hands to the BPD and they sent over three guys. She's right this is something out of our hands. "Ms. Davis, we ned you to knock on the door. If she sees us she may run. We need to do it. Don't worry we'll be right here the whole time." I nodded. I started to knock and then I froze. "Why tf are you stopping?" I thought to myself. "This bitch set you up and ruined your relationship. She fucked up what you had with the man you LOVED. And now your bitch ass is freezing up? Knock on that fucking door and let that bitch know right now what your hands are."

On that note, I banged on the door. This bitch is finna get it. I clinched my fists and was about to draw back when Trisha pulled me back. "Emerald, wait! There's something you should know . . ."Trisha said but she was interrupted by the door. and there she was. Marina Santiago. Little did I know that Marina was a 14 year old girl, in a wheelchair. Fuck.