As Real As It Gets ✔️

45: Paralyzed

Devin

Today I smoked a heavy doob and looked out at on the oceans on the balcony and didn’t have a care in the world. Charisma has called thousands of times and I didn’t plan to answer not a single damn call because I really didn’t want to hear anything if she didn’t have an answer to my question. Ever since I came down to Hallandale to the house that I planned on surprising Charisma with after having the baby in the next few months, I started my little hustle and was getting some cash in and I almost had enough to really pay Mac and Pee Wee back because I was tired of them popping up at random times about money.

Everything in me missed my kids, I missed Demetri and I really missed Cordell that was my soldier, but something in me missed Charisma and my unborn son. Every night I had dreams of me and her taking care of the three boys and being happy raising them in a big ol home.

I took a deep inhale of the weed and exhaled taking a deep breath then I walked back into the bedroom and looked at the .9mm that sat on the bed just staring at me.

I should have put Pee Wee and Mac out instead of dealing with all this drama but then I thought about the consequences, kill them and go to jail leaving the people that I love  from my kids to the woman that I love. Every time I stared at that gun I thought about how Charisma was right, I’m showing this lifestyle to my kids, especially Cordell. That boy was a spitting image of me when it came to his attitude and the way he presented himself, I already knew that the thug was already in him. He was just like my when I was small, always around dad, learning everything from top to bottom. Even though I didn’t want to teach him when it came to defending but I had to because times like this him and Demetri was going to be the ones who was going to watch over Charisma. When I was smaller my dad was never there my mom would have these other stupid ass drug dealers trying to talk to her or put they hands on her so I stepped up and made things happen. I never killed a man but I did it enough to know he was fucking with the wrong one.

I emptied the clip of the gun and stuck it under the mattress and picked up the phone to see missed to called from Charisma as always but also my mom, my sister, Kemarc,  Toya and even my father  and usually most of these people hardly called me so there must have been something up.

I heard a knock on the door and ran downstairs and looked in the peephole to see Kemarc and Toya standing there.

“Damn I really didn’t want Toya to know where the hell this house was because I knew she was going to tell Charisma right when she took her ass back in the car or even if she was inside of this house.

I opened the door and immediately Toya went to swinging on me.

“You son of a fucking bitch, how the fuck you did that!” she yelled from the top of her lungs as she swung at me and I grabbed her by her arms and pinned her to the wall. I don’t know where this anger was coming from but she was going to have to stop that shit before I beat the fuck out of her. I aint hit woman but if she was man enough to hit me, she was going to be man enough to take these damn punches.

“Kemarc get your bitch aight?” I questioned and he grabbed Toya.

“Ay man watch your fucking mouth, she aint no bitch aight?” he assured and I nodded my head and sat on the couch and looked at Kemarc as he held back and heated Toya in his arm.

“Wassup?” I asked and Toya raised her brow.

“Wassup? The fuck you mean Wassup? Have you been answering your fucking phone at all or answering anyone’s texts?” she questioned and I chuckled and little.

“Naw, its unnecessary when I’m on a business trip right now and you guys are really fucking it up to be honest, so I’m going to need yall two to bounce I don’t have time to yell at anyone, Kemarc. And I don’t have time discuss about my relationship, Toya. So please,” I got up walking over to the door and opened it to see my dad standing there and he didn’t look so sane to be honest, “Dad Wassup?”