"Yeah babes, I'm about to be on my wa..." I started to tell Charles I was on my way home, but I had looked over into one of the booths and seen Dom was here. "Gimme a minute Love, I didn't even realize that D was here." I told him. "What? I thought they'd be running from the studio for real." He said and we both laughed. "Naw for real though, check on Dom and then bring that ass home to me." he said to me. "See you soon Papi." I said as I walked into the room and D slowly looked up at me. "Hey Babycakes! You good mama?" I asked as I took a seat at the piano as she turned around from the board. "Oh no, is everything okay?" I asked her. "Girlllll...why do we allow these absent parents to even play a factor in our lives?" As soon as she said that, I already knew where her head was at. "Because no matter how fucked up they may be, they're still our parents for real. I mean we acknowledge them as that at least. I think you may be feeling the way you do because you still have so many unanswered questions at this point." I could see the frustration in her face. "I just don't know if I'll ever even get a real answer to a lot of things. Like she's a whole addict and a multi-felon. Like do I even try to get answers or do I just allow it to ride out? It's just some bullshit and I need to just let it go for real." she said dismissing the entire thing. "Don't invalidate how you feel though. It's okay to have feelings and show them boo, you just gotta feel them and work through them. You may be able to fool everyone else, but I see you Dom. You don't wear your heart on your sleeve and that's good. You have the world's best poker face, but inside you're waging a war. You've been hurt a lot so put up a wall and it seems to the outside eye that you don't feel, in all actuality, you feel a lot. You're an emotional being but you hide it well. And I know that all to well because we're one of the same." I said and she connected eyes with me. "Remember when we first met in the gym and I shut them mufuckas up about you?" I asked and she nodded. "I could tell right then and there that you were like me. You didn't seem the least bit bothered and you handled everything with grace...until that last day you attended school. You hold a lot in and when you do release it, it's volatile. Same for me...only difference is I kill people as a release. And you're killing yourself." I said and in that instant we both had a tear that fell down our cheek and we instinctively wiped it away. "So...what do we do?" she asked me. We both sat there looking at each other for a moment and for no real good reason, we burst into laughter. I don't know why but it seemed right. "We're literally the blind leading the blind. But at least we understand ourselves." she said. "That's all that matters." I said as we pulled ourselves together. "So you gone go full Eminem mode and make an album dissing your mom?" I said as we died laughing again. "Girllllll...do not tempt me, you know I'm wicked with the pen." she said and we both laughed. "And is. But now I'm at an impasse. Do I encourage this because we both can come up or do I shut it down?" And here we were laughing again. I'm glad I was able to cheer her up though. "Girl go home and be with your man." she said to me. "I am Love. You go ahead and take your time, just set the alarm before you leave." I said as I started to get up to leave. "I got you." she said as I went ahead to head home. Sometimes I even amazed myself at how I was about to ease someone else but could never seem to take some of my own advice in all actuality. I know for a fact, me and Dom probably won't change that about ourselves, but at least we're self aware. I got home and pulled into the garage and started on my way in the house when Chuckie opened the door for me. "Ouu someone missed me." I said walking up and he smiled at me before pulling me into his embrace. He seemed a little different in this moment. "You good?" I asked him. "I'm always good. I just wanted some time with you." He said to me. I smiles at that as he lead me into the house and it smelled so good in here. "You hungry?" he asked me. "I could always eat. What did you make? It smells good as hell." He laughed as he walked into the kitchen and I took a seat at the island and looked over the mail before he presented me with my plate. He knows the way to my heart. "These oxtails look so good." I said. "As they should. I knew you couldn't resist those so I made sure they'd be ready by the time I expected you to make it back. Plus I got you toue favorite dessert. I can't even pretend to know how to body that one, but I did make sure I got the best tres leche cake in the city." "Ouuuu somebody must want some good loving." I said as we both laughed before he came around the island so we could sit down and eat. He grabbed my hand and we said grace before taking a bite of the oxtails and rice and peas. Mannnn this shit right here was fire! "So...how is it?" he asked me. "It tastes just how you look baby." I told him and he smiled at that shit. "That better mean it tastes good as fuck then." he said to me. "As long as you know." I said before I blew him a kiss. "Only thing is, that means it only tastes half as good as you do." he said as he glanced over. "You sure about that?" I asked him. "Let me get a taste and I'll let you know for sure."
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The Unusual Suspects Book 2
General FictionThe story of 6 inner city young adults, all from different walks of life, from different areas, and conquering different hardships. Watch how school, family, drugs, lies, the streets, and love bring them together and rip them apart
