Dipendenza

Chapter 7

Ronald

I filed away the last of my old clients books. The file cabinet was locked with two different systems. A code that I change every week and a lock. I don't want nobody but me and Chris getting into the shit so we keep it locked up. I keep records just in case a nigga get the urge to put they fuck ups on me. I don't steal because I have no reason to and I don't lie because it cause more trouble than it's worth. I'm a honest nigga at the end of the day.

"This bitch bro." Chris storms in slamming the office door.

"Eros." I responded.

"Fucking bitch bro, he fucking-" he paused and paced the room before breathing in deeply. "He fucking put food in the refrigerator."

"Buddy that's what they're used for." I looked back at him.

"No listen, I don't want him to be nice because I'm not being nice. I want him gone. I don't want to live with him. I feel like shit seeing him everyday already." Chris sighed. "I don't feel sorry for bro. He wasn't doing right so she cheated but I can't stand seeing him mope around all day and then on top of that he's nice."

"Well maybe this is like a divine punishment for cheating with his girl." I shrugged coming to sit back down. "That shit was wrong and you paying for it."

"Yeah I guess." He sat down. "Fuck man that shit is so sad though. He's turning me into this angry person too. I'm usually calm why am I so pent up right now."

"Real shit you probably need to fuck." I shrugged. He glared at me. "No I mean like fuck the pent up anger out. Hell fuck a man if need be."

"Fuck, you might be right." He sighed. "It's been a minute since I've tried."

"We can hang out tonight if you want." I shrugged. "I'm sure Ariel will be down." He nodded softly.

"Please I need something to get this feeling off of me." He sighed.

"I'll pick you up," I laughed.

"Dude just be walking around like a sad fucking puppy." Chris glared.

"You fucked his bitch of course-" I paused at our door opening.

"Am I interrupting something important?" A deep voice interrupted. "I can come back." Titian stood at our door way with a smirk. Here this nigga go.

"No we cool, come in." I nodded, waving him in. He came and took a seat next to Christopher. Chris looked annoyed. We both hate this nigga.

"I just have a small question," he sighed. "What makes you think you can break any deal made with me?"

"Excuse me." I glared.

"Ronnie." Chris started.

"Nawl he tripping, I'm not sure what you mean by that shit Titian." I glared.

"I mean you work for me and I built you so I can tear you down all the same. I heard you quitting contracts with everybody not just me." He glared.

"I'm a grown ass man I can do what I want."

"You're following him?" Titian asked.

"Oh hold on cause I ain't following shit. We made this decision together." Chris glared at him.

"I know he can work without you he's done it before. To me it seems he calls the shots and you follow." Titian smirked.

"Fuck you talking about? Even if I have worked alone it doesn't change that this is me and Chris' decision. He's my partner and always has been, we keep it that way." I glared.