He'll Thug For Me

You Deserve The World

While Jace was out, I occupy myself with looking around his apartment. This boy had it more than made. He had over thirty pair of Jordans, Nikes lining his walk in closet. He had like five rows of them underneath his king size bed. Boarding around his bedroom walls were hats of all kinds, mostly popular brands. Not to mention this nigga had clothes for days.

But I did see female clothes in the mix of it. They were sectioned off in the left corner of his closet. I forgot he had a girlfriend. So maybe he wasn't trying to kiss me. Whoever she was, she had a good guy on her hands. I just hope she knew all of what he was doing for me. I don't need anymore drama in my life. I got enough of it.

But the bad part about all of this is: I wanted Jace to kiss me. I know I ain't nothin' to brag on or even look at twice, but just the thought of having someone care about me that much felt good. But I knew it wasn't going to happen. Look who I am and look who he is. Besides he's got a girl. Apparently, she comes often, cause that's a lot of clothes.

When I hear a door open, I rush out of his room and casually walk down the hallway. Jace was on the phone with two fancy grey and blue bags in his hand. He doesn't look my way but continues into the kitchen. He's snapping on the phone at someone.

"Look man I said I don't give a fck how much it cost, let Roscoe know who the fck I am!" Jace snaps.

I stop in the middle of the hallway. This is the side of Jace I don't like. The side I'm afraid of. I wonder if his girlfriend is, too...what do I care about her?

"Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Call me when shit changes. I'll head out there tonight," Jace says. Then it goes quiet before I see a shadowy figure appear until I fully see him. "You...you uh hungry?"

I nod, "Yeah..."

"Aight, look I'mma set up the room for you to stay in it, I'm heading out in a few for some hours. I probably won't be back until late tonight. That's cool?"

I shake my head. I don't want his bed. It's his bed, his place. I've already overstepped my boundaries, I ain't doing it no more. I'll take the couch and he gets his bed. But I did hate hearing how he leaving and shit. I like being around Jace, I felt security...I felt safe.

"I'll take the couch...thanks," I say.

He frowns, then heads my way, only stopping until he's a few feet in front of me. "When someone offers you somethin' you take it. What's with you settlin for less? You gotta stop doin that to yourself. Only person you hurtin in all this is yourself ma. I mean shit it's just a bed, but sayin na to everything gone just fck you up in the long run. So like I said earlier I'mma get some new sheets and shit and set the room up for you. I got your food on the table, you can eat in the room, do what you want...just don't steal or break anything. Now are we cool?" He stared at me intensely.

I understand what he's saying but it's not that easy. There's always a price with a nice offer, I don't want to be able to pay the price if I don't like it. People can't be trusted. They're selfish and only out there for themselves. Shit, if I was for myself maybe I wouldn't be so messed up like I am now.

Avoiding his burning stare, I just nod before trying to sidestep him. He latches onto my shoulders, gently and says in a hushed town, "You deserve the world and all."

That just took me off guard. I take a step back and keep my gaze low. Why does he think that? Why does he care so much? What is so damn special about me? I don't get it and it's frustrating me. It's frustrating the hell out of me.

"Thanks," I say and step to the other side of the hallway and walk away. If I argue, he'll only get mad again. I don't want that. I hate seeing Jace mad. But this small part of me feels like he'd never hurt me. But I refuse to believe that, too many people have hurt me for me just to believe there's actually someone good in this world.