Always My Thug

sixtyfive.

*three months later*

Trayvon's POV

It's been three months without my lovely wife next to my side. And yes, I've been a good boy and nothing has happened with any other female. I've just been taking care of my son, the house, and now getting him prepared for kindergarten

We've been to some of Noami's shows and been face-timing and calling. There's never been a moment that I haven't known what she was doing or what I've been doing. We've been taking it one day at a time and time after ALL this time, we can finally be together again.

I am now on my way to pick her up from the studio. Knowing Crystal, a limo would have probably dropped her off at the house. But no one knows where Noami and I live besides our parents and CJ, and I want to keep it that way. Tyrone is with my sister, they're in Shreveport mall shopping it up for his first day of school. I pulled up to the studio and waited for them to pull up.

Someone came to the truck and knocked on the window, when I looked up, it was Ariana.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked letting down the window.

"Oh nothing, picking up my home girl Asia." she stated.

"Let me guess, the chick that sent the picture to Noami?" I questioned.

"Was that her? I don't remember." she said.

"I guess, back up off my car." I stated getting out.

"Yes sir." she said looking me up and down.

The bus was pulling up and I leaned up against the car. They started getting off and I guess she saw me through the window because she came straight my way but mean mugging me.

"What don't miss me?" I asked.

"Wasn't that your ex girlfriend?" she questioned.

"Yeah and?" I asked pulling her close.

She jumped on me and I spun her around and she kissed me.

"I've missed you a lot baby." she stated as I put her down.

"Now that's better." I said.

We went to go and get her suitcase and then headed to the house because I did order her, her most favorite food in the world, pizza. But what she doesn't know, I'm playing a prank on her name as we speak. Just hope that I don't get killed over it. We pulled up to the house and I got her suitcase out for her.

"Ugh, hurry up. I have to pee." she stated.

I went and unlocked the door and she went upstairs to the bathroom in our room, which I thought she would have. I sat her suitcases by the stairs and went to check and see if the camera was still on. Then I took a seat on the couch and turned on the TV. Soon, she came down looking pissed ass hell!

"You left something in the bathroom." she stated.

"And what was that?" I asked.

"Trayvon, don't fcken play with me."

"What babe?" I questioned.

"Get your ass up and go see for yourself." she said.

I got up and went upstairs and into the room then bathroom. When I did the toilet was up and in it was the 'used' condom I made earlier.

"Oh, CJ used the room earlier." I said lying.

"Oh really? CJ used it, why ain't CJ go to his own damn house?" she asked.