No Time for a Thug

Chapter 21: Talk to Me

AN: Okay, so I see some of my lovely readers are having problems getting the private chapters. You just have to delete the story and re-add it after you follow me.

PS: This chapter might get a little nasty ;)

PPS: I was gonna put it on private but oh well. And plus it would go against my whole author's note.

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Everything froze. Terrence is dead? What? How? Why? I'll admit that Terrence was going a little crazy but he was just going through some shit. Terrence was actually a good person before he started changing and doing heavy drugs. He could have became a great father. He would have finally had the family he was missing. Like DJ, he didn't have much of a family to fall back on. That's why him and DJ were so close. They both were the only blood related people they had left, and that was mere cousins...... Cousins. Terrence. Death. DJ. Upset. And it all comes together. Now I understand why Damon was so upset. Terrence was really the last bit of family he had left and now... he's gone.

“Okay Shay, calm down. Imma come over later so we can talk about it, okay?” I said calmly, hoping it would rub off on her.

“O-Okay.” She hiccuped.

“Kay, bye love bug.” I said sweetly.

“B-bye.”

We hung up and I shook my head, blowing out a breath. Damn. Can shit ever go right? Everybody was happy. Everybody was doing just fine and then some type of fucked up shit explodes and sets fire to everything.

At least I understand why DJ is mad, but why won't he tell me? Why won't he confide in me? It feels like he doesn't trust me.

Okay. You know what. He's gonna tell me one way or another, even if I have to choke it out of him. I already know what's wrong with him but I want him to tell me. I want him to explain to me what the the problem is. I normally wouldn't push a topic if somebody didn't want to talk about it but we're getting married! We suppose to discuss our problems with each other so we can get through it. A relationship without communication is worthless and a relationship with out trust is nothing.

I slammed my hands on the counter and huffed in determination. I grabbed a paper plate and put 2 slices of pizza on it. After I grabbed a coke from the fridge, I carried the drink and pizza upstairs. I walked in the room and noticed DJ leaning against the headboard flipping through channels. I blew out a huff of air.

“Baby, I brought you some pizza.” I said walking to the bed.

“I'm good. Thank you tho.” He said without taking his eyes from the tv.

“Alright.” I said setting the plate on the nightstand. I was trying to approach it a subtle way but fuck it. We gonna get to the bottom of this shit now. “Tell me what the fuck is wrong witchu Damon!”

He suck his teeth. “ Man ain't nothin wrong wit me. I just wanna chill.”

I look at him and I know he's lying. He knows, I know he's lying.

“Fuck that bullshit!” I exclaimed. “Stop being a fuckin brick ass wall and talk to me!! Why can't you just come and talk to me? I wanna be there for you, no matter what you goin through. I wanna be the one you able to vent to for whatever. Stop shutting me out!”

He jumped up from the bed and looked at me from the opposite side. I could tell he was getting mad. I'm almost there. I just need to add more wood to the fire.

“Damn Alexia! I said nothin is wrong wit me. Why the fuck can't I just come home and chill!? Maybe I just want some alone time! Maybe I just don't want to be bothered! Fuck! You always gotta make somethin out of nothin!”