True To The Game

Desiree

Desiree (POV)

Khaza's been slacking in the business and he needs to get back to his old ways. He cant do that with that soft bitch by his side. She will have to go first. Its her fault my brother was dead in the first place. Saving her weak ass. She was a weak link here and no one needs her around. If only I could talk the rest of the crew into agreeing with me then we can get rid of her. I didn't really come for Rah's funeral. I came back to get these streets back on lock and get my life back and my lover. I heard Khaza was getting serious with some bitch. We were made for each other and he knows that. I was in the kitchen sipping on some 1998 Veuve Cliquot La Grande Dame wine. Hm. He has taste.

Khaza: Enjoying the wine.

Desiree: You always did have good taste. Use to be our favorite.

Khaza: Why are you here Desi? You shouldn't be here.

Desiree: Why? You ran me away and you arent excited to see me thought we were better than that.

Khaza: I didn't run you away you left on your own. Look I'm with someone now. Me and you arent a thing anymore. Matter of fact we never were so stop tryna turn this on me.

Desiree: You stopped loving me when you met that bitch Shantell.

Khaza: You really wanna bring this up right now? Well lets talk about how you killed our child.

Desiree: I didn't want a child Khaza.

Khaza: I DID.

Desiree: You dummy. We were young. What the hell were you gonna do with a baby.

Khaza: The same thing I'm doing with Kay. Taking care of em.

Desiree: Look I just came for Rah. We dont need to go back to the old stuff.

He didn't say anything. He didn't even bother answering me he ignored me.

Desiree: Are you gonna tell Jada about us.

Khaza: There's nothing to tell we weren't even a real couple. Rah and everybody else didn't even know about us. Besides I just got her back and you arent gonna fuck that up.

Desiree: Please. She isn't half the woman I am.

Khaza: Its late you need to leave now.

Desiree: I'm still drinking.

He grabbed the bottle of wine and pulled me by my arm telling me to take it with me.

Desiree: You are gonna see a lot more of me around. I came to claim Whats mine you owe that to me!!!

Khaza: I owe you nothing!!! Goodnight!

He slammed the door shut in my face. I wanted to cry but laughed instead. If that's the way he wants to play it then so be it. I was walking to my car when I saw Munchie outside smoking some loud.

Desiree: Smoking by yourself?

Munchie: Its good to get a blunt in alone.

I pulled a sack of loud out from my bra. He smiled at me and threw me a cigar.

Munchie: Shit roll up.

I was breaking down the gar while he  grind up the weed.

Munchie: Damn dis shit smell good as fuck.

Desiree: I smoke that loud shit.

Munchie: You smoke cigarettes?

Desiree: Hell no. That shit nasty.