This is the sequel and trilogy to Heart Ain't a Brain. If you haven't, read that first!
They say don't fall in love, it's a mistake.
The trajectory of one's life can change in the blink of an eye. So what happens when a series of tragic events chan...
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Dominic
He say I'm a jerk I don't give a fuck 'bout a nigga who hurt Even when fuckin', I gotta come first
Pulling into the parking garage attached to the Ritz-Carlton hotel I park my Mercedes Benz GLE in the closest spot to the elevator that leads into the hotel lobby. I had just texted Amarie that I was outside so I was just chilling here until they came down. I would have met them in the lobby but my leg had been bothering me all morning.
My physical therapist hadn't cleared me to drive just yet and now I was seeing why. My right leg was fine, which was the one I used to drive with, but my left leg being set in the position it was in while driving for longer than a few minutes was causing me so much pain. Since yesterday afternoon I had been driving on and off and I was paying the price for it.
Earlier this morning I had taken my mama and April to the airport since their flight left at 10 am, and now I was about to drop Mari and Carlos off before heading home to rest. I was sad to see my mom go today, but I knew she had her own life to get back to. I was doing way better than I was two months ago so it wasn't a need for her to stay here any longer. I would miss her though. It was nice being able to be around her for longer than just a few days. I would have to make an effort to visit her more often.
Looking up from my phone I could see Mari and Carlos getting off the elevator. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I saw Raelle trailing slightly behind them. I was still pissed about the shit she pulled yesterday. She had to be out of her fuckin mind to think I was going to be okay with her trying to be a part of this lifestyle. She wasn't built for this shit and I didn't want her to be. The innocence she possessed was pure, and she was ready to throw all that away for what exactly I didn't know. I hated the fact that niggas that worked for me now knew what she looked like. More eyes on her put her safety at risk.
"Dom, I told you we could've taken an Uber to the airport!" Mari scolded as I got out of the car to put her and Carlos' bags in the trunk.
"It ain't no problem to take y'all. And I had to come scoop your friend." I said letting my eyes fall on Raelle who just sucked her teeth before opening the passenger side door and getting in. It's her having the audacity to have an attitude with me when I'm the one that should be mad. I was sick of her and she was definitely getting a mouth full from me once I dropped Mari and Carlos off.
"She wasn't acting like that when you was dicking her down," Carlos said coming up to where Mari and I were near the open trunk.
"Man, Carlos you my nigga fo sho." I laughed dapping him up. He was right. She was all smiles while she was taking this dick early Sunday morning.
"I can hear you bitches!" Raelle yelled as she turned back to look at us through the open trunk making the three of us snicker.
"We weren't trying to hide it, babes!" Mari retorts, making me laugh harder. I could see Raelle roll her eyes before turning around and lightly throwing herself back into the seat. She was so dramatic.
