Koi ࿊ Martial

Doing

"Sea" Gazella ♓️

"Resh" Kami ♍️

Sea

Hella silence comes as his face seemingly matches mine. I put my hand over my mouth, confused as shit from how my body just vomited them words unintentionally.

"Shit," I look down.

"Oh my gosh. Reshy... he's gonna be so upset wit me," I put my hand on my forhead, then peak up at Grandmaster.

He's already upset... the voice messages.

Grandmaster's eyes are wide. His next expression makes me freeze. His lips part sumn before the corners of his eyes and mouth spread out. The wrinkles around his eyes deepen as he chuckles. It triggers me more than u already am.

"Have you lost it old man?" I ask shocked, still a hot ass crying mess.

"Ha, ha, ha," he holds his beard.

I slap the table again, then point at him.

"So you knew the whole time!" I fuss, feeling embarrassed.

"I didn't know you were going to admit it Miss Sea," his words burn my skin.

He just keeps chuckling.

"Stop laughing at me," I drag out.

I can't fuckin...

I gasp hard.

"Don't tell Koi," I hold my breath.

It is not- just no. It's not a good time. I don't know if it ever will be. Maybe when Marshal beats Resh?

He frowns some, seemingly offended.

"I'm not permitted to tell Koi anything... or Marshal... or anyone else about you and Resh Kami," he says his name kinda how I said it when I confessed.

"You knew the entire time..." I say, zoning out.

He keeps on chuckling, then sips out of his tea.

"And now you know I broke the rules... I'm sure you know how, right? You knew how and still blamed Resh for everything-"

"Tests," he says.

I continue.

"... and you aren't doing anything about it..." I say ignoring what he keeps saying about these damn tests.

"So what are you going to do about it?" His accent seems stronger.

"Me?" I point to my chest, hurt and overwhelmed.

"Yes you?" He raises his voice with a straight face.

His tone relaxes my body and reminds me who's standing in front of me.

"Me?" I ask again while tears drip.

"Aren't I speaking with Sea Gazella?" He retorts like he has no sympathy for how I'm feeling.

It makes me tense back up, mad and hella furious.

"So what are you gonna do!" He looks me in my eyes, challenging me.

I can't look at you...

My sight lowers to the desk.

I'll do what I want to do.

I cut my eyes at him real hard, staring at him with all of what I feel about him.

This mufucka.

I stay silent, not saying one word, while turning my back to him and walking away. I open his door hard and slide it closed behind me much harder. Pictures fall and break on the other side.

I-I don't know what to do... I can't do what I want to do. I just can't.

Resh

I feel better.

I lay my mala beads back and get back in bed.

I didn't get any visions while meditating. I didn't hear anything life changing or spectacular, but goddamn 50 Cent stuck in my head like crazy, loud as shit.

I pull out my phone, wanting to see her face.

You really had a nigga crying, sending you voice messages and shit. That emotional shit contagious or sumn?

"Girlll, it's easy to love me now," I mumble while flipping through that girl pictures.

I put my palm under my head.

Damn... you're so goofy.

"Would you love me if I was down and out?" I sing while I turn my phone sideways.

Am I too attracted to her. Do I love her too much, but not enough how she needs to be loved?

"Would you still have love for me. Girll," A picture of her on my back comes up.

I rememeber this day. We weren't anywhere near romantic love yet.

"... but you loved me. Even when we had petty beef from time to time, you loved me and I loved you, but we just didn't see it. We didn't know what our love would become," I zoom in some.

The way she's looking at me with her legs wrapped around my body says so much. My reaction in the photo says a lot too.

I was happy... you still make me this happy. Happier even. Stuff just be prickly. Life in general got tougher.

I don't think that's only because of us. It's some trial and error shit in my opinion and I'm trying, but for real... I wanna make sure you're happy... consistently. Happier even. Happier than this.

For some reason, my dick gets mad hard.

The fuck?

I look around at my boxers. It confuses me a lil bit.

Is it from the picture? I mean; yeah she's beautiful, but-

I remember sumn I said to her in the past, then sigh from relief and feeling more comfortable.

I just love you that much...

"It just do that around you."

Lemme talk my shit, thank you.

I used to be insecure about the drama in my book(s), but then I had to think about my life and how drama just appeared to teach me some shit... even when I was innocent. You wanna light, quick story go read some other shit.

I'm not saying this security felt bu me is permanent, but I hope it is. I'm enjoy this book for sure. I manifest this book heavily in order to not abandon it or hate it because it's worth more than that. Y'all are worth more than that. This mf gone go how this mf go and that's on glory.