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August
Friday
12:24am

I put my blunt out and grabbed my gun out my glove compartment. I looked down at my lap and seen my phone going off but Ian care to answer. I knew it was Promise and ion feel like hearing the sob story again. I got out my truck and closed the door. I was pissed to say the least. Everybody was walking around me like everything was cool and it wasn't. My girl tried to leave me while I was locked up and tried to fuck my right hand. How would anybody feel?

I knocked on the door while clutching my right hand. I waited until I heard the locks and the person behind the door revealed. I swiftly put my gun in my waistband while she smiled at me.

"Where Chris?" I asked.

"He had to run out like always" she rolled her eyes and I nodded.

"Ight, I'll come back" I was about to walk back to my car until she spoke.

"Or you can wait here for him? He won't be back until a few hours"  she shyly smiled and gently but down on her lip.I looked at her up and down to see she had on a robe again but it was kinda sheer and it revealed what she had on under it which was just a extra small tank top and some short ass shorts. I smiled at my thoughts and nodded.

"Ight" she opened the door more and I walked in. I looked round and sat down on the couch.

"So what made you come by so late?" She asked sitting down next to me while her robe slowly fell off her shoulder. I chuckled to myself

"Handle some business about the club"

"Well since he's not here..." she funny took of the robe and sat on my lap."...you can handle something else" she smirked as I sat back.

Promise
Friday
2:34pm

I was sitting on the couch with my phone in my hand, in the the same spot since last night. I didn't get any sleep last night since August left, and I couldn't blame anyone but myself. Being honest with him should've been the first thing I did when he was released maybe even before that when it happened. I just didn't know how to tell him about what happened. I knew I was wrong so the guilt was enough for me, now that he actually know I thought I would feel better but it just made everything worse for me.

I feel the exact same way when he was arrested a year ago. I couldn't get out of my head that he was going to break up with me. Loosing him was the last thing I wanted and I couldn't let everything we went through down the drain because of a drunken mistake.

Looking over at Melody while she played with her toys, I noticed how much I wanted and needed my family to be together. I wanted to give melody what I didn't have and that was a healthy household and a living family.

I felt my phone vibrating in my hand and looked at it. It was Jayda FaceTiming me. I answered and her face instantly popped up smiling ear to ear.

"So I just finished with some designs and I need your opinion"

"Okay"

"Wait what's wrong?"

"Nothing"

"Please save the fakery"

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