Boys in MM
Warning: this chapter contains sexual & explicit language. Viewer discretion is advised.
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KHARI * about 3 weeks later
"Aye preciate it yall," I dapped my boys, Joshua and Dontell up and stood back looking at my newly furnished crib. They had helped me move in the rest of my shit and I was glad that things were finally getting back to normal.
"Ain't nothin" Josh replied back and Dontell waved me off.
"Imma gon get up outta here though, get to this money, my boy" He turned to leave.
"Fasho" I fell back into the couch, exhausted. I didn't have to go to the store because I had tooken 3 days off so that I could organize and readjust being back at home.
Since I would only be living by myself, I settled into a nice two bedroom, normal sized house with a garage and a pool in the back. It was decorated and furnished modernly. Black was my favorite color, so that's what everything mostly was, the couch, table, lamp, rug, fridge, stove, dishes,etc. Everything else was either white or a dark burgundy red.
"And a nigga bout to go get up with this thotty" Dontell flashed a devious grin and I gave him a head nod. They both left and shut the door behind them.
It has been me, Dontell, and Joshua for as long as I could remember. We grew up together and nothing could make us any closer than we already was. Joshua family, but Dontell was considered blood too.
And blood was thicker than water. That's why I took the fall for both of them. I was supposed to had gotten at least 7 years in prison, 10 at the most. But you'd be surprised what effect good behavior and money had on situations.
My phone began to vibrate and I answered the phone, not recognizing the number but picking it up anyway.
"Who dis?" I spoke.
"Khari.. It's Renae."
I began running my fingers through my goatee. I made a mental note to go get lined up and a fresh cut.
"Why?" I asked. How did she get my number? I had just gotten it and little to nobody even had the number.
I heard her sigh through the phone, pause for a moment, then she began to talk, "Ba-. Just lemme make it up to you, you're the only one I want. None of that other shit matters, it never did. You know how I feel about you."
I swayed my right knee from side to side, listening to what she was saying. I ain't no dumb ass nigga, she could save the bullshit she was talking. There was no way I could trust somebody again after they fucked me over. I wasn't the type to forgive and forget, that wasn't me. Renae would be treated just like everybody else, what reason had she given me not to? Love wasn't shit. It didn't do shit for you in the end. Just fuck your heart and head up. Love didn't love nobody.
"Wachu mean make it up to me?" I licked my lips in anticipation. I had no intentions with fixing anything with Renae, but if she wanted to be a hoe she would be treated as such.
"Show you how much I missed you.. I know you miss me." I could hear the desperation in her voice. I decided to play with her head a lil bit.
