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Chapter 7-Friend Zone

D A N N Y

  "Where the fuck is my money? I gave you three weeks to get five hundred k, something that could have been done a week and a half ago. Where the fuck is it?" I yelled at this bum ass nigga who had just started working for me. "I don't have it yet, I'm still trying to sell the rest." He rushed as tears ran down his face.

   "Fuck them tears nigga. Ima send them with you, this is yo chance to live. Give them the money you have, and the drugs you have. If you come up short," I glared at him before chuckling. "Well we both know how that will end, huh?" He nodded vigorously and I laughed before my phone started ringing. I was hoping that it was my girl. It wasn't official, and that was my bad, but we both knew what it was. I just wanted to have a little bit more fun before settling down, which I know is wrong because if the roles were reversed I'd be pissed the fuck off.

  "A'ight." I nodded towards the door for them to leave, and they did so. Lately shit been getting hectic in the business. It's been a few rats, and a few ungrateful ass thieves. I paid them more than enough but lately niggas been fucking up, and I been slipping, so caught up in a damn girl that it was fucking up my business. But it wasn't like me checking for her wasn't worth it. She was amazing.

  When I first saw her, it was her eyes that first took my breath away, and her smile. God, her smile. Her beautiful light brown skin, was stunning, and she carried herself with class. You could tell from her stance that she demanded respect. That she was well educated and that attracted me. Those were the physical things, but when I first heard her speak, I swear it felt like my heart was skipping beats.

   I ain't tryna sound all soft and shit, but that's how I felt when I saw her and my mama always said if I wanted something to go get it. And fuck did I want her. After the whole church thing, I felt hella bad. Normally I wouldn't give a shit, but a huge part of me just wanted to make her happy. I wasn't religious at all, but she was. 

  Whether she hated church or not she shouldn't have to wallow in her regret of leaving the church. She needs a man who supported her in every aspect of her life and I will be that man for her. So even though I had previously been beating a niggas ass, I picked up a bible. I read it a little bit, and I prayed.

  God know that I'm fucked up. He knows what type of person I am. So he'd just have to work with me, as I tried to better myself for her. After I prayed, I grabbed my shit and left the warehouse. I hadn't spoken to Jade since that incident which, didn't sit too well with me. She wouldn't answer none of my phone calls or text, but we was gone talk tonight. Whether she liked it or not.

 It took about a hour to get back to the crib, but I got back, and the first place I headed was the garden. I walked straight over to her house and walked right in. I wasn't gonna go in her room or nothing, I was just gone wait for her to come downstairs, which didn't take long. "So I'm gonna love you, like I'm gonna lose you. I'm gonna hold you, mmhh mmh mmmmmmhh." She came downstairs singing, forcing a smile to etch itself onto my face. "You have a beautiful voice--"

"Holy fuck!" She gasped dropping her phone. "I'm getting her ass another key, ain't no way in hell--why are you here?" She stopped babbling to ask me. "Well, I been calling you, and texting you. I ain't heard back. I was worried." I told her getting up off the couch and meeting her where she was standing. "Well, I'm good. You can go." She said calmly nodding towards the door. 

  "Are you still mad at me about the church thing?" I asked her and she rolled her eyes at me. "I was never mad at you. But I am now because you on some crazy stalker stuff." She said wrapping her arms around herself. It wasn't until then that I noticed that she was literally just in a towel. I wasn't trying to stare but I watched as droplets of water slowly ran down her smooth brown legs. My eyes slowly raked over every wet inch of her body and I was desperate as hell to see what was under the towel. But I snapped out of it.