Lucky's POV
I woke up the next day, alone in my bed. I don't remember much from last night, I just know after I left that party I ended up going to the club with some of my boys.
"Fuck!" I grabbed my head, it was pounding.
I got up and went into the bathroom and threw up. When I was done, I brushed my teeth, washed my face and got in the shower. I heard my phone go off a couple of times, I yelled since it made my head worse.
When I got out the shower I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist and checked my phone.
Rated-R: Can you pick me up?
Rates-R: Still Sleep?
Rated-R: I'm at Profits
I looked at the last message then remembered she left me to go with that nigga, my homeboy. I messaged her back.
King-Lucky: Be there soon
I turned my phone off and grabbed some Advil and popped them. I went in the room and got dressed. When I was done I hopped in my Hummer and was on my way to Profits.
When I arrived I beeped and moments later Rolland walked out. She still had on her clothes from last night and her shoes in her hand. She waved goodbye to Profit and he nodded at me. I looked away and waited for Rolland to get in. When she did, it was silent. I started driving somewhere.
"Where we going?" She grabbed my hand and I pulled away.
"I don't know." She started to talk but I turned I the radio it was Gas Pedal by Sage the Gemini.
I started rapping to it and I heard her laugh. I glanced at her.
"What?" I raised my eyebrow and looked back at the road.
"I didn't know you could rap. You good." She smiled.
I sucked my teeth, "It ain't nothing."
I drove back to the house, she got out and I opened the front door. She went upstairs and I sat on the couch downstairs. I turned on the T.V. And watched Love and Hip Hop Atlanta Reunion Part 1. I ain't all into reality shows, but his one is just hilarious. Mimi was snapping on Stevie and Jose. Yeah, I said Jose, they know damn well she ain't no woman.
I heard some footsteps and Rolland came downstairs with a towel wrapped around her and some lotion in her hand.
"Can you put some on me?" She smiled.
"Nah, I'm busy. Go ask Profit." I looked back at the T.V. knowing damn well, I hurt her feelings; but she left me and didn't trust me.
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Rolland's POV
Damn, this nigga really said that to me. I ain't even mad just, upset.
I knew I shouldn't have gone to Profits house but we didn't do... Much. Plus Lucky was all on ole girl and I needed to cool down; that's why I didn't come home with him.
I walked back upstairs and put the lotion on myself. I threw on some dark blue shorts, lime green crop shirt and some black vans. I let my hair hang loose today, it wasn't too wild. I grabbed my phone and sat on the bed and called Ms.Eva.
"Hello?" She sounded professional.
"Hi, Ms.Eva." I said cheerfully.
"Oh, Hi honey; is everything okay?"
"Yes, I'm not bothering you at work, am I?"
She paused for a moment. "Nope, what's wrong?"
"Is it okay if I come see you?"
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Can I Show This Thug Love?
أدب المراهقينThis is my first book and the first book of the possible series. The second book is called My Thug. I hope you enjoy this book, and be prepared for all the twists and turns, confusion, anger and sadness this book has.