LOST WITHOUT YOU

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE (UNPACKING)

DURK...

"I hope you ain't mad at me, because he came at meh first Golden." Kentrell said as he sat on the edge of Durk's bed, he'd been watching Durk pacing back and forth for some hours now.

"I know." Durk said. "I knew he would get mad, I ain't thank he was gone threaten you."

"Well I did, Taurus didn't fuck wit meh from da get-go, and nie dat Von passed, he got uh reason. I ain't friends wit Timm, I never killed Von, you need ta check Taurus next time."

"Don't tell me who ta check." Durk stopped pacing and faced Kentrell. "He still ma friend."

"Of course he is." Kentrell said as he placed his chin in the palm of his hand, he flapped his lashes slowly.

"Da fuck dat suppose ta mean?."

"Nothing." Kentrell got up. "Don't try ta puff ya chest out, ya ain't gotta act tough fa nobody. Not even fa Taurus."

"Do I look like uh fuckin' actor ta ya? Cut dat shit out, I've always been dat nigga, befo you, befo Taurus, and befo Von."

"Yeah." Kentrell dryly said.

"You pissin' meh off." Durk frowned.

"I ain't do shit ta ya, I did everythang you wanted ta do, I ain't wanna get on live." Kentrell said before walking past Durk.

"You ain't had ta be dere!" Durk turned around. "I gave you chances ta not be dere."

"I stayed ta make you happy, we engaged remembea?." Kentrell didn't have the energy to yell, he just got through smoking a blunt Jonathan had rolled up. Shit was delicious.

Durk sighed. The sweet remembrance of Kentrell's proposal made him smile sweetly. "I do remembea us being engaged Kentrell."

"Ya actin' like we ain't."

"I'm just stressin', Taurus, he isn't okay wit us being friends, nie imagine he find out we engaged, he won't fuck wit me no mo."

"Why do you care?."

"He ma friend."

"So is Toosi, and ya ain't care 'bout what he thought 'bout our engagement."

"Dats Toosi doe, he felt da same way 'bout India. Ion take him seriously. But Taurus and I have uh strong bond, I hung out wit Taurus before and after Von passed. He was ma emotional support durin' ma dark times."

"I'll be hea' fa ya dark times Golden. I'm gonna be ya husband soon, ya hear meh?."

"I hear ya."

"Then stop stressin', stop takin' ya anger out on meh, and give me uh hug."

Durk chuckled. "I wasn't tryna put ma anger out on ya, ya was just in hea' at da wrong time."

Kentrell wrapped Durk into his embrace and held him tightly. "I know ya ain't mean ta come at meh, I was just jokin'."

Durk buried his face into Kentrell's chest. "I'm sorry."

"Ya don't have ta apologize bahbeh, I know thangs can get chaotic at times, dats why we have each othea nie."

Durk blushed as Kentrell kissed his forehead. "I love ya."

"I love ya too." Durk smiled.

Kentrell grabbed his face and kissed him. "Wanna go out?."

"Where would we go?."

"Anywhere, I wanna clear ya mind, I know ya still thankin' 'bout Taurus."

"We went bowlin', we went ta uh nice restaurant, we got engaged, I don't know what else ta do." Durk smiled. "I got everythang I evea wanted."

"We can go golfin'."

Durk laughed. "Ya tryna do shit I ain't neva did befoe."

"Hell yeah, I'm doin' new thangs for ma new boo."

"Let's go den, I'm drivin' doe, you just tell me da location." Durk walked past Kentrell.

Kentrell grabbed his phone out his back pocket and followed behind Durk.

"Y'all headed out?." Jamell asked as he approached the two. He had his hands in his pants in a weird way.

Durk immediately froze in front of Kentrell. He forgotten he and Kentrell were both immortal. "Somewhere."

"Damn, I can't ask where y'all headed? Me and Andre might wanna go." Jamell took his hands out of his pants, he could feel Durk's uneasiness.

"Where were you when Taurus was chewin' me out on live?."

"I was watchin', hidin' downstairs wit Tyquian and Max, they ain't see me, but, I saw dem. I wasn't finna get yelled at." Jamell looked at Kentrell and smiled maliciously. "Why you so tense?."

"You know why he's--."

"He can't talk fa himself Durk? He got uh mouth."

"I ain't got nothing ta say ta ya Jamell." Kentrell said. "I'm only calm witcha cause of Golden."

"Golden? He gave ya uh nickname? Damn, I thought you wasn't gay?."

"I thought so to." Durk shrugged. "Shit happens."

"So dis is it huh? Y'all engaged nie, befoe Andre and I, y'all movin' fast as fuck."

"We've known each othea way befoe I met you or Von, I see where you gettin' at, ya need ta stop befoe ya go to far." Durk said.

Jamell backed off. "Fine."

Kentrell grabbed the waist of Durk's shirt and tugged softly. "We gone leave or deal wit him?."

"I wanna come!." Andre popped her head from a guest room.

Durk rolled his eyes. Kentrell laughed.

"Please?! I'll be on ma best behavior."

"You can, only if he can be on his best behavior too." Kentrell teased.

"He will, I'll keep uh eye on him." Andre grabbed Jamell's arm.

"Ight nie, I trust ya." Kentrell smiled. "Golden drivin'."

"Dats so cute, I want uh nickname Smelly."

Jamell smacked his forehead. "Don't call me smelly Andre."

"Dats ya nickname."

Jamell pulled away from Andre and walked off.