Justice. (Editing)

Pattern

(Jace in media)

"Where you been Justice?" he asked calmly even though I knew he was mad but did I care. no.

I really could care less about what the fuck he was about to say.

"Out. problem?" Jace had just dropped me off and he gave me hug before leaving. I knew Riley had seen it and the fact I had on Jace's clothes only sparked Riley's suspicions.

"Fuck yeah there's A fucking problem. You start some shit at the club not even letting a nigga explain-!" I cut him.

"Nigga there ain't shit to explain. The only thing I need to know is are you fucking her and I swear if you lie to me Riley I won't hesitate to beat your ass?!!" I yelled going up to him.

We were in the middle of the living room floor and i went up to his face waiting for a fucking reply.

"No. I'm not fucking her bae. why would I do some shit like that when I gotchu last night I was high as fuck and I seen Shameeka she came over and sat on my lap. that's it ma. I swear." he looked at me with his soft brown eyes and all my anger melted.

I believed him.

"I don't want you talking to her Riley." I said calmly. he sighed.

"I'm not you know I would do anything to keep you happy but I'm still mad as fuck you got on another nigga clothes."

"I didn't fuck him Riley. I'm not the type and you know it." he grabbed me by my waist and I smiled.

"I know but I wanna get you out these clothes." he said kissing my neck. I giggled.

"The sooner the wetter papi." soon enough I was off my feet and Riley was taking me upstairs.

I hope to god Riley wasn't lying to me. I loved him more than any other man excluding my brother and daddy. he was the one I wanted to marry to always be with.

I hope this wouldn't be a constant pattern of suspicion for us.