No Time for Love

Chapter 2: DJ

You guys don't have to tell me that nothing happened in this chapter. I already know that. It's just a day in the life. An introduction.

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Fuck bitches, get money

              Notorious B.I.G. x Get Money

Leave the game.

What kind of ultimatum is that? She knew who I was from the start, so why is shit changing now? I been in the game for most of my life and she expect  me to just drop it like that? I love Alexia man, but she making shit harder then it gotta be. Why can't we just be together like before? Shit was just fine.

I mean damn. I know I fucked up but we can move on from all that shit. Yea it might take some time but I don't give a fuck. As long as I got her nothing else matters. Why can't she just see and accept that?

I would do anything for Alexia but leaving the game is the hardest sacrifice. I can't just drop it like that. This shit is my life, but she is too. Fuck, man. There has to be another way.

“You can't make me choose, Alexia. You know that shit ain't fair.” I said.

“So you really can't choose between me and the streets, DJ?”

DJ.

She don't even call me by my real name anymore. That means shit changed. She changed. I couldn't do nothing but just stare at her.

“You wouldn't leave the game for ANYONE? ANYTHING?” She questioned.

I saw the hurt in her eyes and it was making my heart clench. I wanted to give her everything she wanted but I don't know if I can give her this. Running the streets is the only thing that's keeping me alive. It's all I know.

“You're an asshole, I swear DJ! I swear I wish I can say I hate you but I can't! You said you gave me everything. NO! I gave YOU everything and I'm still giving! I'm glad I was never really committed.”

“The fuck that mean?”

Never really committed....

What she mean by that? She never really loved me? She was just using me for my money? I swear man, everything was running through my mind. I just wasn't prepared for the words she said next.

“I-I cheated on you.” She said almost in a whisper.

Red and Black. That's what I saw. Nah. Alexia wouldn't do no shit like that. She too loyal. I stare at her and she couldn't even look me in the eyes. Guilt. Lies. Regret. She couldn't have. She wouldn't do no dirty shit like that. Not Alexia.

“With who?” I asked.

I had to know who. Who did she run to? He obviously gave her something I couldn't. From the way she was screaming my name, I was sure my shit was on point. If I needed to up my stroke game, then she could have told me. It would have hurt my pride a little, but fuck it. She ain't have to cheat, though.

She kept her mouth closed. It seemed as if the roles were switched. She was now the culprit.

“With who!?” I yelled.

I was losing my patience. My blood was boiling and my skin was steaming.

I saw her flinch and I ignored the hurt in my chest. She will give me my answers.

“K-Keith.” She stuttered.

A piece of me laughed. This shit gotta be joke. No fucking way she chose that nigga over me. Last time I checked, she hated that nigga. So what the fuck happened? They made a truce by fucking?