Well before I began to write I just wanted you to know that I've tried to write out a chapter for the flashback of Prodigy snapping on Danyale. However, I didn't know what to write. Even my partner in crime couldn't help me. So yeahh..... Just know that Prodigy let Danyale know what was up. Sorry 4 the wait:/
Anyhow, This chapter will be the day that Lonzo returns back to Chicago (He was in Puerto Rico visiting his father).
Lonzo's P.O.V.
Just as I was about to text Danyale to let her know that I was back home, the taxi came to a screeching stop.
"That'll be $35" the taxi driver said as he opened the window that separated the driver and the passenger, to stick his had out to get his money. Annoyed with how close the driver's hand was to my face, I let out a big sigh. The driver turned to me with a blank expression on his face. "Do we have a problem sir, cause you know I'll cops in a minute" he said as he raised his left eyebrow.
See this is exactly why I dislike old people. They're always thirsty to call the cops but little do they know, I'm CPDk (CPD= Chicago Police Department and k means fuck it.... So when a lower case k is put behind anything, it means fuck it. So in this scenario, Im saying fuck the Chicago Police Department.)
"Can you move your hand"? I asked as I shift my body to the left.
"Once you pay me" the driver said with a stern look on his face.
In a swift motion I grabbed my suit case and jumped out of the taxi.
"Aw hell nall"! the taxi driver yelled as he fumbled to get out the car.
Once he got the door open , I thew a couple of dollars and yelled, "Fuck You!"
The taxi driver ignored my smart remark. He got on the ground to picked the money up and to count out loud. "29...30...31...32....33...34.... Oh no, niggah you owe me $2!"
This dude needs to cut it out. He know that I threw exactly $35 dollars at him. His broke ass better find those other two dollars. I walked up to my front door. As I searched for my keys, the taxi driver hopped in the taxi and drive off mad as hell. But little did he know, ain even care. When I found my keys, I opened to the door to see something that I never wanted to see again.
My ex-girlfriend was in my kitchen cooking with some green booty shorts on and a small tank top that barely held her chest in.
"Rima, what are you doing?"
When she heard my voice, she turned around immediately.
"Your Baaackkk!"she yelled as she ran up to me.
As soon as she leaped into the air so she could jump on me, I moved out the way.
"Crack!" She fell into the front door head first. I laughed at her dumb ass. "Ouch"she pouted as she got up, rubbing the left side of her head.
"See, I knew I should've not came over here in the first place"she said as she walked back to the stove.
"Oh no, you should've" I said in a sarcastic manner.
She ignored me. I walked over to the stove to cut off the burner.
"What you doing?"she asked as she placed her hand on mines to stop me.
"Ummm... turning the burners."
"No."
With that being said, I turned off the burners.
"Ugh, why would you do that?"she asked in an aggregated manner. "See this is exactly why I hate yo ugly ass!"
"So"I responded back as I grab the pans off the stove.
"GIMME MY FOOD!"She yelled as she tried to grab the pans from me. Each time she moved, I moved.
"Stop!" She said as she continued trying to grab the pans from me.
"Ha"I laughed as I emptied the pans out. As soon as the eggs and sausages that Rima was cooking hit the bottom of the trashcan, she slapped me. I dropped those pans as fast as I could. Within the next half of second, I had Rima pinned up against the kitchen wall.
"Don't you ever hit me again!" I said as I tightened my grip on her writs.
"Leave.Me.Alone."She said as she wiggled around. I let her go.
"Get the hell out of my house."I said as I made my way to my bedroom.
As I dragged my suit case with me,I heard things being destroyed in the background.
When I opened my bedroom door, a floral aroma hit me. Slowly, I inched my way into my room only to see candles lit and rose petals everywhere. Quickly, I cloed the door. I walked to the front. Rima was putting on her shoes.
"Ay, I appreciate you thinking about me but imma need you to go and clean up my room."
As she walked passed me, her shoulders brushed passed mines. "Woah there, be smooth." I said as I plopped down on the couch. The sound of the vaccum was heard. Within the next five minutes, Rima was on her way to the front door. Before she could reach the knob, I stopped her. "Keys." I said as I was slouched on the couch. "I don't--" "Save It"I said as I lifted my hand up to shut her up. "I'm not stupid. Now give me my keys before I smack you" I said as I made my way to the front door. Within a matter of time she threw my keys at me and ran out the door. I jotted right behind her. When I caught up to her, I reach out and grabbed her 22 inch ponytail. In a quick motion, I pulled her back towards me. "Rima, why you keep playing with me?" No reply. "Answer me or I'm going to backhand you."
As soon as I said the word "you", Rima backhanded me. As a reaction, I punched her as if she was a niggah on the street."Get off my property" I said as I walked back into my house.
As I closed the front door, I heard Rima yelling something at me; however, I was too frustrated to comprehend.
~ 3 hours later ~
I had awoken to the sound of my cell phone beeping. My battery was low. I got up off the carpet in the living room and went to my bedroom. When I enter my room I saw Danyale's light flicker on. I put my phone on the charger and grab the set of keys that Danyale gave me to her house. As I was waking next door, I saw two green items flying towards me. After starring for quite some time, I had realized that it was two one dollar bills. I picked the money up and put it in my pocket. So that's what happened to the two dollars that the driver was taking about. Oh well.
As I walked up the stairs to Danyale's house, I ran her doorbell twice. No one answered. I grabbed the key out of my pocket to unlock the door. As I closed the door behind me, I called for Danyale. "Lan-Lan?" "Danny"? I called out, still no respond. Out of the blue, I heard faint noises. I decided to follow it. As I got closer and closer to the source of the noises, I yelled "Danyale?"again. Still no reply. As the noises got clearer, I was able go make out the sounds..... Moans........ Someone was moaning. Just as I was about to push up the door, I took a deep breathe. "Please don't let this be what I think this is." I thought to myself.
I pushed the door open. "Boom"
Uh oh, is Danyale doing what Lonzo think she's doing? I hope not. Tune in next time to find out. Until then, stay on your grind!!
