Lucky Number Seven

Seven 24

I waited until after the movie to approach Tyson when he came out I saw he was still walking with that same nigga. I tried not to get pissed but it wasn't without effort. Tion and Zaire saw where and I was looking and started to say something but Dallas stop them. Despite the fact that I was still pissed at him and still was going to beat his ass when we got home, I was grateful for that. I watched Tyson and the light skinned nigga talking and shit, I wasn't feeling the way Tyson was smiling at him. Fuck it I thought, it was now or never but why couldn't I make my legs move. Fuck he was getting further away from me. He was almost to the door.

"TYSON." Damn that came out louder than I had wanted but it worked he stopped and looked at me I felt the same way I did the first time I saw him. Nervous but slightly intrigued. He looked at me and shadows of a smile danced on his lips but then as quickly as it came it was gone. He rolled his eyes and started walking away, but the nigga he was wit whispered something in his ear and pushed him towards me. We walked towards each other I could tell he was trying not to smile so I gave him a half smile that used to make him melt. Just like I figured he started smiling and rolled his eyes again.

"Who's your friend?" I said pointing to the nigga standing by the door.

"Damn that's the first thing out your mouth when you see me?" Tyson said getting pissed.

"Well maybe if you answered your phone I would've had more to say." I said looking him in the eyes.

"I left my phone at home." Damn he lying to me already. It's coo I fucked up so I'm not going to try and turn it around on him. I put my hands in my pocket and look at him.

"How have you been?" I asked.

"Miserable. You?"

"Pretty much the same as you probably worst. Ty I'm sorry for hurting you, I really am. And I know you probably don't wanna have anything to do wit me but I never going to stop loving you even if you did move on." I said looking at the nigga by the door again.

"Seven you fucked up bad. But I've been thinking this was the only time you ever did some shit like that, and maybe I should give you another chance." Not I couldn't help it I was smiling hard ass fuck now.

"What about your friend." I said pointing at the nigga.

"That's my brother Tyree. Who by the way thinks I should give you another chance too. He told me that no man is perfect and if I really loved you then I should give you another chance."

"And are you?" I asked.

"Seven I......... I can't forgive you. I'm sorry but you hurt me too bad. If it had been somebody else anybody else then maybe, but Raymond that's unforgivable. But you should know I'll never stop loving you either."

"Bullshit. Tyson, If that's how you really feel then prove it walk away from me right now." I waited and he just stood there. "See you can't do it. Tyson I am sorry, I'm fucking sorry okay. But how long are you going to make me suffer for what you said was my only fuck up." I stood there pissed. Tyson looked like he was about to cry. He walked over too me and kissed me on the lips.

"Bye Seven." He turned and started walking away. Fuck it I wasn't about to stop him, my pride wouldn't let me. He got to the doors and walked right pasted his brother. The nigga, I mean Tyree looked at me a shrugged, following Tyson out the door. I pulled my phone out my pocket and called Tyson blocked. Just like I figured he answered.

"Hello." He said.

"Aye lose my fucking number." I said beyond pissed.

"Seven?"

"I thought you left your phone at home. I fucking hate you." I said before I could stop myself.

"I'm sorry you feel that way. Because I still love you." I could hear the pain in his voice, but truthfully I didn't even care anymore.

"Whatever." I said hanging up on him. I looked at his number one more time and deleted it from my phone. How could a conversation that started out so good end up so fucked up.