Never Let Go

Closer: Chapter 27

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Ian P.O.V.
"What the hell is going on?"

I was dead confused as to why Zania was mugging the shit out of me and even though I'm a whole foot taller then her I still was scared by the look she was giving me. Looking over at the couch, then down at my bare chest I instantly put two and two together. She out her mind if she think I would disrespect her like that.

I straight faced her. "Now you know better."

She pushed me before crossing her arms. "I don't know shit, so better start explaining before I pop off."

"Could you not raise ya voice." I grab her arm hoping to take her to another room.

She snatched her arm back as her purse fell out her hand. "Don't be hushing me. You want me to be quiet so she can sleep? Are you fucking dumb right now." She raised her voice even more and I knew she was pissed because her accent came out a bit. That was my first time hearing it since we been together.

"Yo calm down you wildin for nothing. Can we go talk in the room?"

"No I'm good. We can talk right here." She said crossing her arms and standing rooted to that spot.

I huffed before running my hands over my head before abruptly picking her up and tossing her over my shoulder. She kicked and punched my back and yelled for me to put her down but that didn't stop me from hauling her ass into the other room. I swear she need to work on her attitude problem, just be acting like a clown for no reason.

"You doing the most." I say slamming her down hard on the bed. I didn't mean to slam her that hard but at least it got her attention. "Can I talk now?" I ask as she sat up on the bed mugging me while pushing her hair out her face.

"You think I'm stupid don't you? Got this broad up in ya house, sleeping on ya couch and only God knows why you had your shirt off. But you claim you love me though Ian. Wow, you ain't shit jawn."

I posted up against the door just looking at her overly emotional ass. "You done?" I ask. Now I know that's like the worst fucking thing you can say to a girl when she mad but at this point I didn't even care. She talking hot shit when I didn't even do nothing.

She scanned the room I'm guessing looking for something to throw at me until she settled for just throwing her phone at me. She missed as it crashed up against the wall as I walked over and pinned her down on the bed.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She squirmed underneath me mumbling something in a different language. "And you need to speak English because I can't understand shit you saying."

"Good. Now get up off me, talking about some am I done." She says trying to buck me off of her but I had my weight pinning her down.

"Why you always jumping to conclusions? I can't even explain myself before I'm getting cussed out and shit being thrown at me."

She rolled her eyes. "Because you deserve it, like really you got her laid up at ya house? Knowing I got a key and I told you I was coming over later. You just full of shit now move." She said pushing me off her and getting up.

"Why you so insecure?"

She quickly turned around with an appalled look on her face. "Are you serious? How am I insecure when your MY nigga. How would you feel if I had some random jawn just laid up in my house?"